Last Night by Kerry Wilkinson

Author:Kerry Wilkinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786814234
Publisher: Bookouture

Chapter Twenty-Seven

I’ve never held a gun before. I’ve seen them on television in crime shows, marvelling at how everyone is such a bad shot. I suppose if people were good shots, that would be the end of the show. I’ve watched the odd Olympic event if Britain has a chance of a medal… and that’s it.

Even from that, I know there’s something not quite right about this weapon. It’s shaped like a pistol and has a trigger like a regular gun, but it’s dark blue with a plasticky feel. It’s only when I turn it over in my hands that I see the words ‘Taser Pulse’ etched onto the barrel.

It’s not a gun that shoots bullet, it’s a taser. I’ve heard the word, of course – mainly in relation to the police. I think someone might have been tasered to death by accident a few years ago but never paid much attention. I switch it from one hand to the other, surprised at how heavy it is. If real guns are like this, perhaps that’s why everyone is such a bad shot on TV.

There’s a clunk from along the hallway and I’m suddenly aware of how this would look to anyone who might walk in. I put the gun down on the edge of the locker so I can push it inside quickly if anyone does come in. I pause for a moment, waiting for silence from the corridor, and then take out my phone. I take a series of photos from various angles and then wrap the gun back into the bags. After that, I return everything else to the locker and click it closed.

I sit on the bench to steady myself. My hands are damp with sweat and I feel light-headed. Like most Brits, guns aren’t a part of my life. I’ve never shot one, never been threatened with one, never dreamed of needing one. It’s another world, one of which I do not want to be a part.

I’m so worked up as I exit the gym that I realise I’m still in my makeshift disguise – and that my bag is in one of the regular lockers. I have to turn around and re-enter through the barriers, keeping my head down with embarrassment in case anyone noticed me leaving moments before.

My mind races as I’m changing. Why would Dan have the weapon? Does the taser work? Does it need to be charged? What would it do to a person? Could it kill someone?

At first I wonder why Dan would keep it at the gym – but the answer’s obvious. He couldn’t risk the house, car or school in case someone else stumbled across it.

Is it his?

Is it illegal?

Even in the darkest moments of arguing with Dan, I’d never have suspected something like this. The fact it’s my husband who’s concealing a weapon is barely conceivable. My deputy headteacher husband, whom I’ve known for more than twenty years.

I barely think about what I’m doing as I drive home. A horrible thought begins to grow.

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