One for Sorrow by Helen Fields

Author:Helen Fields [Fields, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollinsPublishers
Published: 2022-01-07T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

BEFORE

It wasn’t hard to find a courier to do exactly what Liam wanted. Forget the big companies. Go to one of the poorest areas of the city, ask around in the local shops, look at noticeboards. He’d needed someone desperate and he’d struck gold. It had cost him an arm and a leg, the courier wasn’t afraid to negotiate. Liam had given her a script that she had to read word for word, and a cheap phone containing a video file that he’d arranged to have returned by the end of the day. Most importantly, the content of the video wasn’t shareable. He had only one regret: that he couldn’t be present to see the faces of the recipients. That was a shame. They’d had enough time to gloat about destroying his relationship. It was time to get even. The only box not ticked for the day, was composing a message for Quinn. It needed to be persuasive without sounding threatening. Not easy with a girl who required a firm hand, especially given her family’s influence, but he’d find the words. Pretty soon, she’d see her life would be better with him in it.

Liam headed for work, avoiding the route that took him through Gorebridge. Today wasn’t the right moment for seeing Quinn in person. Soon though. She’d be ready once she properly understood his motivations.

Friday morning, Maura parked her Beetle in the Gorebridge public car park as directed and waited until she saw Mark Devlin’s vehicle pull up. He was easy to spot. She’d been told the recipient worked in a local shop that kept antisocial hours. Even so, she’d have been glad of that work rather than the piecemeal living she was making. Her head was throbbing again. The pills her doctor had prescribed to keep the pain away had long since ceased to be effective, but the next step was to go onto oral morphine and in her head that spelled the beginning of the end. Once she was taking that stuff she could kiss goodbye to her driving licence, and she didn’t want her son Jimmy seeing her high on legal opiates either. The thought of him made her flush with guilt. They were past due a conversation about what was wrong, and there were plans to be made. Every week, she found a reason to delay telling him about the brain tumour. Let him stay a kid, unafraid, for just a few more days. He deserved so much better. He’d always deserved more than the life she’d provided for him, not that he’d complained. She’d only taken this job for Jimmy. It was all just cash to stash away for when he needed it. When the time came, she’d direct him to the bag at the bottom of her wardrobe containing the savings she’d scraped together.

‘Excuse me, Mark Devlin?’ she called to the young man locking up his car.

‘Yes?’

‘I was asked to show you this. I’m just the courier,’ she added. Those words hadn’t

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