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chapter 35
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The Man Who Was Supposed To Die chapter 35
I sat very still.The phone was against my ear and Roland's voice was in it and outside the window Maren was doing its usual grey indifferent thing and somewhere down the hall Clara was telling Eli about the ruling at full volume."How did you get this number?" I said."You would be surprised what is available to a man with the right resources," Roland said. "Even from a detention facility. Even with a trial coming. Resources have a way of continuing to function regardless of personal circumstances."Same voice. Same warm reasonable tone. The one I had grown up trusting.My hand tightened on the phone."What do you want?" I said."I want you to think," Roland said. "You are about to let Damien Voss back into your life and into your children's lives. I want you to consider what that means.""I have considered it.""I do not think you have considered all of it," he said. "Damien Voss is not a safe man, Sera. He has enemies. Real ones. Not just me. People who have been waiting a long tim
The Man Who Was Supposed To Die Chapter 34
Eli's fever broke on Sunday morning.I know because I woke up at six and put my hand on his forehead out of habit and it was normal. Just his forehead. Just warm the way foreheads are supposed to be warm. I sat there for a moment with my hand on his head and let out a breath I felt like I had been holding since Thursday night.He opened one eye."I am better," he said."I can tell.""Can I have proper breakfast? Not the triangle toast.""Yes."He closed his eye again. "Five more minutes.""Take ten."He was asleep again before I left the room.Clara was already up, sitting at the kitchen table with her notebook open, adding to her list."How many is it now?" I asked."Seventeen.""Clara.""I know, I know. I will cut it down." She did not look up from the notebook. "Eli is better?""Yes.""Good. I was worried.""You did not seem worried.""I was worried on the inside," she said. "I did not want to make it worse by being worried on the outside too."I looked at my daughter.Sometimes sh
The Man Who Was Supposed To Die chapter 33
I told Damien I would think about it.That was Wednesday.By Thursday I had almost talked myself into going. Halcrest was four hours away. June could watch the children for two days. The hearing was important and Damien was right that my testimony was the strongest counter argument to the entrapment claim.I even looked up train times.Thursday night Eli went to bed early, which was unusual because Eli never went to bed early. He was the child who stayed awake reading until I came in and turned the light off, not the child who asked to go to bed at seven thirty.I put my hand on his forehead when I tucked him in.He was warm.Not concerning warm. Children ran warm sometimes. I told myself that and went back to the kitchen and looked at the train times again.At two in the morning he appeared in my doorway.He did not say anything. He just stood there in his pyjamas with his eyes half closed and his cheeks very red and I sat up and looked at him and knew immediately.I took his tempera
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I called Damien at seven in the morning.He picked up before the second ring."I saw it," he said."When did you find out?""An hour ago. Clara Holt called me."I was standing in the kitchen in yesterday's clothes, having not gone back to sleep after the news alert, and the children were still upstairs and the kettle was boiling and I was trying to think clearly and failing."Can they do that?" I pressed my fingers against the counter. "Can they just file a motion and make all the evidence disappear?""They can file whatever they want." A pause. "Whether it works is a different question.""Damien.""It will not work," he said. "The entrapment argument has no basis. You were placed inside the estate by Roland himself. You were not an operative. The evidence was not obtained through any illegal means. Clara Holt has already started drafting the response.""But it delays things.""Yes.""Which is what he wants.""Yes."I put the kettle down harder than I meant to.Upstairs I heard Clara'
The Man Who Was Supposed To Die chapter 31
The morning after I called him I woke up and immediately wanted to call him back and say never mind.I did not do that.I made breakfast instead. Porridge for Eli, who ate whatever was put in front of him without complaint. Toast with the crusts cut off for Clara, who had strong opinions about crusts that I had stopped arguing about six months ago.I stood at the stove and watched the pot and thought about what I was going to say to them.Not how. When.I had been putting the when off since I hung up the phone last night.Clara solved the problem for me.She came into the kitchen, looked at my face the way she always did, and said, "You need to tell us something."I turned around.Both of them were at the table. Eli with his hands folded in front of him. Clara with her chin on her fist. Both looking at me like they had been expecting this conversation for a while and were ready to have it."Your father is going to come and visit," I said.Clara sat up straight.Eli did not move."When
The Man Who Was Supposed To Die chapter 30
I did not call back.I told myself I needed to think about it first. Then I told myself I was busy. Then three days passed and I was still telling myself things and the assistant's number was still sitting undialled in my recent calls and Clara had stopped asking about it which was somehow worse than if she had kept asking.Life kept going the way life does.Monday. Clinic. Pickup. Dinner. Bath. Bed. Tuesday. Same. Wednesday. Same.I was good at the same. I had built the same on purpose. The same was safe and manageable and mine.Thursday morning I found a letter in the postbox.No stamp. No return address. Just my name on the front in handwriting I did not recognise, pushed through the slot sometime between Wednesday night and Thursday morning.I stood on the front step in my coat with my keys in my hand and looked at it.June's door opened."Post?" she said."Letter," I said.She looked at it. "No stamp.""I know," I said."Someone put it through by hand," she said."I know, June."
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Nobody slipped a photograph under a door without a reason.I sat on the edge of the bed and turned it over in my hands, looking at the front and then the back, front and back, like something new was going to appear if I looked long enough.It did not.Just me and Damien in the garden, shoulders alm
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My father's name was Thomas Ward.He left on a Tuesday morning in October, when I was seven years old, with one bag and no explanation and the particular efficiency of a man who had been planning his exit for longer than anyone around him realised. I remembered standing at the top of the stairs in
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There are moments in life that stop you completely.Not the loud dramatic ones, not the ones with alarms and broken locks and men sneaking through east wing corridors in the dark. The quiet ones. The ones where a single sentence lands in the middle of a room and changes the shape of everything arou
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I read the message three times.Each time I read it my thumb pressed harder against the screen, like pressing harder would change the words or rearrange them into something less terrible. They stayed the same every time.Your mother is in more danger than you know.Delia had written that.Delia, wh
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