Cut Adrift by Chris Simms

Author:Chris Simms [Simms, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781409103219
Google: 1AFnPQAACAAJ
Publisher: Orion
Published: 2009-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

The psychiatrist’s car was parked outside his old house. Jon batted the indicator lever down and pulled into a free space almost opposite it. Come on, you bastard, he thought. Make your excuses and head into the city. Please.

The living room was softly lit, and staring at the crack at the top of the curtains, he watched the strength of the glow rise and fall. They’re watching something on the telly. He glanced at the dashboard clock. Ten twenty. Alice usually heads up at half past. If he’s not staying over, he’ll be making a move soon.

Ten minutes later, he became aware of a change in the darkness off to his left. Bending forward a little, he was able to see Belinda, the elderly woman who doted on Holly, at her front window. Funny time, Jon thought, to open the curtains and be talking on the phone.

She was gazing over Jon’s car, talking directly at his old house. A tingle of alarm went through him as he turned to look across the road. Fuck! The curtains of his old front room suddenly opened and there was Alice, phone pressed to one ear, trying to peer out. Jon started his car and began to pull away. In the periphery of his vision, he saw Alice hand the phone to Braithwaite and hurry from the room.

A black taxi was making its way towards him, parked cars on either side reducing the road to a single lane. His front door opened and Alice started running down the garden path.

‘Bollocks,’ he snarled, stomping on the brakes and trying to slam the car into reverse.

‘What are you doing?’ She was at his side window, pounding it with her palm. ‘Tell me! Why are you out here watching us!’ Flecks of spit hit the glass.

Headlights appeared behind him. No. This is not happening.

‘Answer me. You have no right to be doing this!’

The driver of the car behind continued inching forward. Jon slammed a hand against the steering wheel. The stupid prick. He clambered across to the passenger side and jumped out. ‘Back up, you fucking arsehole!’

‘What are you doing here!’ Alice screamed, pointing at him across the roof of the car. ‘Answer me!’

Jon caught her eyes for a moment. Then he strode towards the car behind. Belinda was now on her front step, arms crossed over a dressing gown. The woman in the car looked like she was about to scream as Jon reached her vehicle.

‘Fucking move!’ he yelled, slamming a hand down on her bonnet.

She looked over her shoulder and the car began to zoom back, engine whining.

Braithwaite was now at the front gate. ‘Alice, come inside. That’s enough.’

‘No!’ she shouted, anger and confusion filling her voice. ‘He won’t answer me. Say something, you coward!’

He glared back at her, teeth clenched tight. I wish I bloody could. The curtains on the first floor moved and he saw Holly’s pale face behind the glass. Her mouth was open and she was sobbing. ‘Go to her.’ His wife frowned and he pointed to the window.

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