THE LAWYER a gripping crime thriller with a shocking twist by Chaudhuri A. A

Author:Chaudhuri, A. A.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lume Books Crime, Thriller & Mystery, A Joffe Books Company
Published: 2024-10-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

Friday 9 April 2010

‘Can I help you?’

Sarah Morrell had been enjoying an intimate first date with hunky, rugby-playing LPC student Connor Dexter. With cheekbones you could cut glass on, dreamy blue eyes, kissable lips and a butt as pert as a peach, Sarah also suspected that underneath that slim-fit shirt of his he had a rock-hard six-pack. She was looking forward to finding out later if she was right.

The handsome couple were tucked away in a snug alcove of a popular Bloomsbury bar, nursing a bottle of Cabernet. The area was a hotspot for London university students and postgrads at the nearby Bloomsbury Academy of Law. But it was rarely frequented by the likes of the tall, elegant woman, dressed in a black cashmere overcoat, four-inch court shoes and wearing a massive rock on her ring finger, who’d just walked up to their table.

The woman glanced at Connor, cut him a dry smile. ‘So, you’re what she moved on to.’ Her eyes ran over him. ‘I can see why.’

Sarah’s date looked dumbfounded. He said nothing, took a nervous sip of wine.

‘Who the hell are you?’ Sarah demanded.

Elizabeth Stirling picked up Sarah’s wine glass, drained its contents, then placed it back down on the table. ‘Elizabeth Stirling. Ring any bells?’

Sarah was a pro at keeping her cool. But Elizabeth saw apprehension in her almond-shaped eyes. She was rattled. Brilliant.

‘Professor Stirling’s wife?’ Sarah said coolly. Just like that, the apprehension had evaporated, her expression inscrutable.

‘Don’t play innocent with me, you little home-wrecker. You know exactly who I am. And I know exactly what you’ve been getting up to with my husband over the last six months.’ Elizabeth explained how she’d followed them to a hotel, watched them emerge separately the next morning, before challenging her startled husband in the car park.

Connor had gone from looking mildly uncomfortable to wanting the ground to swallow him up. ‘Another bottle?’ he asked Sarah hopefully.

‘Don’t move,’ Elizabeth ordered.

‘As far as I could tell, you don’t have a home to wreck.’ It was a cold, malign thing to say, but Sarah couldn’t help herself. That was who she was. When anyone threatened or challenged her, she bit back. With interest. What’s more, she was still furious with Stirling for striking her across the cheek the previous weekend, and for threatening her future with Channing & Barton.

Sarah was afraid of no one – certainly not Stirling or his psycho bitch wife.

She wanted Elizabeth to know that. So she kept going. Kept spouting her venom. ‘Maybe if you weren’t so cold, if you paid your husband a little more attention in the sex department, he wouldn’t go looking for younger, hotter blood.’ She cocked her head to one side, smiled smugly. ‘Or maybe you’ve tried, but he’s the one who’s gone frigid because you can’t give him kids.’

Elizabeth had come there to teach the little tart a lesson – to threaten her future hopes as a lawyer, to embarrass her in front of her new boyfriend. She hadn’t imagined her to be so ruthless, so self-assured.

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