Unbaited Trap by Catherine Cookson

Unbaited Trap by Catherine Cookson

Author:Catherine Cookson [Cookson, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780552148252
Google: J9lrAAAACAAJ
Publisher: Transworld Publishers Limited
Published: 1994-08-15T15:14:53+00:00


‘What made you think I’m going to?’ The words were rapped out.

On this occasion Mr Wilcox did not take umbrage at Laurie’s tone, but said evenly. ‘You went last night, didn’t you?’

‘I had my reasons.’

‘You could have your reasons again, but I’m warning you.’ The finger was once more in slow operation. ‘You leave this to me. Don’t go near the woman. Those types are dynamite.’

Looking across the desk into this little man’s face, Laurie had an overwhelming desire to take the flat of his hand and push it back, not strike it, just push the face as far back as possible. A blow, being a spontaneous action, could be said to have some dignity attached to it, but what he wanted to do to this man was something that would carry with it the insignia of indignity. He had a mental picture of pushing him slowly backwards, his head going down and his feet coming up—he could see him lying in a ludicrous heap on the floor. It came to him, with no touch of humour, that since last night he had for the first time lived up to his looks. He had wanted to hit his father, he had actually slapped his mother, and now it was all he could do not to put his desire into action and lay hands on his boss.

He rose to his feet and said coolly, ‘I don’t think my father would want you to deal with this matter, sir.’ The insolence attached to the sir wasn’t lost on James Wilcox.

‘Now look here, my boy.’ He was on his feet, his head wagging like a golliwog’s. ‘Don’t you take that tone with me, I’m warning you. And anyway, you’ve no say in this matter, it’s your mother who will decide what’s to be done. I don’t know why I’m talking to you.’

‘I think my mother’s answer will be the same as mine; she won’t wish you to interfere in my father’s affairs.’

‘You’ll go too far.’ Mr Wilcox put his hand to the back of his neck and flexed it, as if trying to relax the muscles, and as he did this he kept on talking. ‘You forget yourself, you’re not being wise, in fact I would say very unwise. No man who wants to rise in this world bites at the hand that is stretched out to help him, so to speak. I tell you, you can go too far, too far.’



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