Perfection by Kitty Thomas

Author:Kitty Thomas [Thomas, Kitty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Burlesque Press
Published: 2020-04-07T18:30:00+00:00

8

Just as he said, the police don't bother me again. On Friday, a few hours before the show, and around closing time for most normal jobs, I get a phone call. It's the police chief. It seems very unusual that the police chief would call me.

My heart hammers wildly as I listen to what he has to say. He tells me that he's very sorry I was bothered the other day by one of his officers. The guy was new and overstepped his duties. The police chief tells me he understands Conall and I had a complicated relationship and that I may be quite relieved if my husband never shows up again. And this is understandable, he says.

He tells me Conall is under suspicion of being mixed up in a lot of highly illegal activity which he is not at liberty to tell me about, though the words Irish Mob get thrown out in passing. They suspect he fled the country under a new name and could be anywhere by now.

The chief says he would be very surprised if he ever returns to this city or even the country. Then he goes on about protocols for how long it will be before they can legally declare Conall dead—for my sake—so that the house becomes fully mine and the accounts become fully mine. He says the department is here for me in whatever way I need and not to hesitate to reach out if I need anything at all. The way he says this seems to extend truly to anything and doesn't seem to be only about this issue with Conall fleeing the country. The chief assures me that otherwise no one from the department will disturb me again.

It's a surreal phone call. Very surreal. I thank the chief, disconnect the call, and just stare at the phone in my hand as if it might transform into a snake and strike. What in the actual fuck just happened?

I mean I don't know all that much about police procedure. What I do know, I've learned from television shows, which I'm told aren't very accurate. But I know what just happened isn't normal. That officer that came to my house didn't overstep his duties. He was just doing his job as officially laid out.

My blackmailer's boasts of his own power being far greater than Conall's, of his wealth dwarfing Conall's, were not empty. I know with every fiber of my being that he did this. Somehow. I don't know how. Is the department dirty? Did he pay the chief off with some ridiculous sum to free me? A freedom I'm well aware he can take back at any time.

Or maybe Conall was mixed up in something. I'm really not entirely clear about things. He owned several businesses: a chain of hardware stores, some restaurants and Irish pubs, a few night clubs. But I don't know much about it or which establishments he specifically owned. I know he went to work in an office building somewhere in the city where he presumably did office-type work managing his businesses.

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