Even Money by Dick Francis; Felix Francis

Author:Dick Francis; Felix Francis
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery & Detective - General, Mystery, Bookmakers (Gambling), England, Mystery & Detective, Fiction - Espionage, Horse racing, Royal Ascot, General, Dick - Prose & Criticism, Suspense, Francis, Thrillers, Fiction, Sports, English Mystery & Suspense Fiction, Thriller
ISBN: 9780425235904
Publisher: Berkley Pub Group
Published: 2010-09-15T04:50:48.894000+00:00

I spent the evening at the hospital with Sophie watching the television. Neither of us spoke about the assessment or what conclusion the medics might come to. Neither did we make any plans for the coming weeks. Twice in the past, we had been cruelly disappointed, having decided to go away together on holiday only to have the case conference rule against release.

Nowadays, we told ourselves that discharge was an unexpected bonus to be celebrated, but, deep down, we would still be devastated if they refused to allow her home this time. The new drug regime was working well, and Sophie was becoming less tired from the side effects as her body became used to the medications.

But neither of us wanted to tempt fate by discussing the matter, so we sat quietly watching a string of situation comedies on a golden-oldies TV channel.

Was I, in fact, being sensible in wanting Sophie to come home with so many unresolved issues surrounding my father?

John Smith, or whoever he was, had gone on ad infinitum about his blessed microcoder, but he hadn’t once mentioned any money. I wondered again if he even knew about the cash. He certainly did if he was working with Shifty-eyes. But had it been Shifty-eyes in the dark blue Ford? Or was there someone else? Maybe John really was from the Australian Racing Board, and there was a whole team behind him.

And what was the money for?

Where’s the money, Shifty-eyes had hissed at my father before he stabbed him. Had the money been due as payment? And for what? And why then had Shifty-eyes then killed my father when he was the only one who knew where it was?

I tried to remember every detail of the stabbing as my eyes watched yet another situation comedy about dysfunctional family life. They should film my family, I thought, except it wouldn’t be a comedy.

The man had run up and kicked me in the face, but he had then turned his attention solely to my father. It had clearly not been a robbery as I had first thought. Our attacker had taken no notice of me at all until I shouted for help and the party crowd had begun moving towards us.

I remembered my father telling the man to Go to hell and kicking him in the groin. That had made Shifty-eyes very angry, and he had retaliated by stabbing out with his knife. Perhaps he shouldn’t have done that. Maybe killing my father had been a big mistake. There were an awful lot of cheap hotels in London. I had been very lucky to have found the right one, and the more so because my father had registered using a name that was neither Talbot nor Grady. Without knowing that it was in Sussex Gardens, it would have been an impossible task.

“Shall we have some coffee?” Sophie asked, interrupting my thoughts.

“Yes,” I said. “That would be lovely. Shall I call the nurse?”

“No,” she replied. “Since last week, they’ve let me go down the corridor to the little kitchen.

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