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After You Broke My Heart Chapter seventy six
Arthur Briggs stood on the threshold in a dark overcoat, his silver hair damp from the rain, his hands folded in front of him. He looked tired. Older than he had in the corridor at Bellmont, as if a month had passed in a single day."Edmund," he said."The car is ready?""It's at the front.""Then take our guests for a drive."My mother gripped my wrist. "Rita, don't.""Mom…""Don't do it for me. You promised."I hadn't promised. But I remembered her whispering it, minutes ago, her fingers on my cheek. Whatever this man asks, don't do it for me.I looked at Edmund. Then, deliberately, I took her hand."We'll go together," I said."Splendid," he said.The car was long and black and smelled of leather and cold rain.Briggs drove. The doors locked with a soft click the moment we were inside, and the privacy glass slid up between us and the front seat. Through the windscreen I watched the iron gates of the villa swing shut behind us. The road wound down through the cypress trees and out o
After You Broke My Heart Chapter seventy five
Dominic's POVThe vault was cold and smelled of old paper.It lay two floors beneath Hartwell Street, behind a steel door and a keypad, a quiet room of polished drawers and brass numbers. A single lamp burned over a small leather table. The manager, a thin man in a grey suit, had retreated to the corridor after he turned his own master key and murmured, I'll wait outside.Nick stood with Catherine on his left and Eleanor on his right, and in front of them, at eye level, a long steel drawer marked with four small numerals.417."Together," Eleanor said.Catherine lifted the silver chain from her neck. Eleanor drew a brown envelope from her handbag and tipped the second key into her palm. They exchanged one glance, and something passed between them that Nick would have spent a lifetime trying to name."On three," Catherine said."One.""Two.""Three."They turned the keys.The lock released with a deep, soft clunk, like a door in an old house. Nick took hold of the drawer handle. It sli
After You Broke My Heart Chapter seventy four
For a moment, I forgot how to stand.My chair scraped back on its own. The candle flames shivered. Across the long table, my mother stood in the doorway in the faded blue dress she wore to church when I was twelve, clutching her handbag like a life raft, and every word I had practised for four years fell out of my head."Mom," I said.Her face crumpled. "Oh, baby."I crossed the room without feeling my feet. She dropped the handbag and caught me, and she was smaller than I remembered, her shoulder bones sharp under my cheek. She smelled of cocoa butter and the cheap lavender soap she'd used all my life. Her hands moved over my back and my hair, patting, stroking, checking I was real."You're so thin," she whispered. "Look at you. You're so thin.""I'm fine.""You're not fine. You never call.""I know.""Four years, Rita.""I know, Mom. I'm sorry.""Don't be sorry. Be here." She pulled back, cupped my face in both hands, and her eyes were swimming. "I didn't know where you were. A man
After You Broke My Heart Chapter seventy three
"It puts him in the cloakroom.""Where a man who dies a few hours later was last seen alive."I took out my burner and began recording a copy of the voicemail. My hands weren't quite steady. "Leah can clean it up. Ms. Pell can take it to a magistrate.""And the codicil?""Tonight." I looked at Eleanor. "If we have both keys."Eleanor took a small brown envelope from her handbag and slid it across the table. Inside, nestled in tissue, lay the second brass key, bright where the string had rubbed it."Walter's," she said. "He kept it in his coat. Every day for forty years."Catherine arrived at half past eleven.She stood on the doorstep in her grey raincoat, her hair damp and her face drawn. When she saw the three of us crowded in the hallway, she stopped."Marcus called," she said. "He said you needed me.""Come in," Nick said gently.She followed us to the kitchen and sat down at the table without taking off her coat. Nick told her everything. He didn't dress it up. He said Walter, an
After You Broke My Heart Chapter seventy two
Eleanor Ashby lived in a narrow brick terrace on Tanner's Lane, the kind of house that smelled of lavender polish and toast. A brass knocker shaped like a fox hung on the green front door. Inside, the hallway was lined with framed photographs, a bride and groom on church steps, a boy on a bicycle, a man with kind eyes holding a trout up to the camera.Nick stopped in front of that last one."That's Walter," he said hoarsely."At Loch Ardle. 1998." Eleanor hung her umbrella on a peg. "He caught nothing for six hours and then that. He wouldn't stop talking about it for a year."Nick didn't answer. I watched his hand rise toward the glass, and stop an inch short."Kitchen," Eleanor said briskly. "I'll put the kettle on. Nobody tells the truth on an empty stomach."The kitchen was small, yellow and warm. A rack of copper pans hung over the stove. A faded tea towel with a map of Scotland dangled from the oven door. Eleanor filled the kettle at the sink with her back to us, and the small, o
After You Broke My Heart Chapter seventy one
"Two. You go to Walter's widow and tell her the truth. Not through a lawyer. You, in her kitchen, with your hat in your hand."His throat worked. "Yes.""Three." I squeezed his fingers. "You stop punishing yourself for being alive. Not today. Not tomorrow. But you start. Because I can't love a man who's trying to disappear."A sound escaped him, half-sob, half-laugh. He pulled me into his arms so hard that my breath left me. I wrapped myself around him, and his heartbeat slammed against my ribs, fast and fierce."I love you," he whispered into my hair."I know.""I don't deserve…""Stop it.""I'm only…""Nick."He laughed, damply, and kissed my forehead, then my temple, then the corner of my mouth. I tilted my face up, and he kissed me properly, slow and deep and aching, like a man putting down a very heavy load.When we parted, we were both breathing hard."For the record," he murmured, "that's the longest I've gone without making a joke in four weeks.""I noticed.""I'm told it's pa
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