The Easy Sin by Jon Cleary

Author:Jon Cleary
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AudioGO
Published: 2013-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

II

Briskin brother and sister had walked away from the police car. “God, Corey, what else can go wrong?”

“I dunno.” He leaned against a tree for support; he felt sick, but hollow sick, nothing to come up. “How we gunna tell Mum? How's she taking what happened to Pheeny?”

“Okay. She's making a deal with an ambulance-chaser. We're going to sue the woman who knocked Pheeny over.”

Corey was unimpressed. “Big deal . . . I wanna call it a day, Sis, turn our mate loose and call off the whole fucking thing. I'll go up to Queensland—”

“Where is he?”

Corey nodded across at the police car. “In the boot. I put one of the hoods on him, so he wouldn't know where he is.”

“He could be smothered—Jesus, that's all we want! Three bloody corpses! Get him outa there. Put a hood on—I'll get outa sight till you've got him in the boot of the Toyota. Go on, move!”

“What we gunna do with him?”

“I dunno. Get him outa there and into our boot.”

Errol Magee was only semi-conscious; another half-hour and he would have expired. Corey, wearing a blue hood, carried him over to the Toyota and put him in its boot, taking off Magee's hood at the last moment. Then he slammed the lid down and leaned on the car, his legs hollow again.

Darlene observed the scene with sick wonderment. A man in a blue hood carrying another man in a hood from the boot of a police car to that of another private car. She wished that it was a nightmare and not reality.

She walked across to Corey, drew him away from the car, out of earshot of Magee in the boot. “I've wiped everything in the cop's car that you might of touched, including the boot. Take that shirt off and we'll throw it away somewhere. And this—” She held up the wrench, looked at the bloodstain on its head and grimaced. Then, with a visible effort she gathered herself and him together. “Okay, let's go and see Mum.”

“What use will she be?” All he wanted was to get away from this whole business. “She talked us into all this. Her and Chantelle.”

“You got any other suggestions?”

He looked across at the police car. From where he stood it looked empty; but he knew it was full of total bloody disaster. He sighed, from the bottom of his belly, and said, “No, let's see what they have to say. They're the brains.”

Darlene looked at him at that, but said nothing.

They drove out of the bush and five kilometres up the main road Darlene pulled the car off the tarmac. Corey went into some scrub and buried Constable Haywood's shirt and the wrench. He came back to the car and, not talking to each other, they drove on to St. George's Hospital.

Darlene went in and brought out Shirlee. Phoenix was still in a coma, the only one unworried. He lay under his nest of tubes, more innocent than he had ever been or ever would be, if he lived.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.