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Too Late to Want Me Back Chapter 60: The Call He Made
"Come with me."Damian looked up. "To your father?""Yes.""You've done every one of these alone. Ferrero, Ruggeri, Piero on a Sunday with nobody knowing where you were.""I know.""So why this one?"The phone bill was folded in her coat pocket and she hadn't taken it out since eleven the previous night."It isn't because I think he did it," she said."Then what?""Because if the answer is bad, I don't know what I'll say to him." Her voice stayed level and her hands did not. "And I'd like somebody in the room who'll stop me saying it."Damian got his coat.Marco was at the desk with the lamp on."Both of you," he said. "That's new."Elena put the sheet down in front of him."August 1994. Your line. Outgoing calls."He put his glasses on slowly."Nine forty-one at night. The night she died. Four minutes." Elena's finger stayed off the paper. "From that phone, in this room."Marco didn't move."You've told me for thirty years that somebody rang you at eleven. That the lamp was on and yo
Too Late to Want Me Back Chapter 59: Where the Car Went
"Read it out," David said."Via delle Fontane, eleven.""That's not a yard.""I know it's not a yard." Elena had the carbon flat on the table with a lamp pulled over it. "Find out who owned it in 1994."It took David forty minutes.He came back into the room and didn't sit down."Say it.""It's yours," he said."What?""The house on Via delle Fontane was held by a Marchetti trust from 1971 until it was sold in 1998." He put the printout down. "Your grandfather bought it. Your father inherited the trust in ninety-one."Elena's hands went cold on the table edge."It was empty," David said. "That's the part I can tell you. Nobody had lived in it since eighty-nine. It was on the books as a maintenance liability.""They sent her car to our own empty house.""They sent it somewhere with a gate and no neighbours and a family name on the deed." David sat down at last. "Elena, that's not hiding a car. That's parking it.""For how long?""Nobody signed it out again. There's no scrap record, no
Too Late to Want Me Back Chapter 58: What He Did After the Call
"Who telephoned you?"Ferrero's mouth had already opened for it."No," Elena said. "Forget that. I don't want that yet.""You don't?""I came here to ask what you did after the call."Ferrero sat back.His own lawyer put a hand flat on the table. "Signor Ferrero, I'd advise you not to answer any question about conduct after 2019.""I know what you'd advise.""That period is inside the limitation.""Sit still, Bruno." Ferrero didn't look at him. "I'm eighty-four. You're protecting a man from a thing that's going to happen to him anyway.""I'm protecting your estate.""My estate is a flat and a car I can't drive." He turned back to Elena. "You want it in order?""Backwards, if that's how it comes.""Backwards is how it comes."He took off his glasses and set them on the desk."In 2019 I was asked to review the standing instructions on two dormant files and confirm that the archiving arrangements were still correct."David looked up. "That's it?""That's it.""That's nothing.""That's wh
Too Late to Want Me Back Chapter 57: The Signature She'd Already Seen
"Forty-one," David said."Say it again.""Forty-one documents with Aldo Ferrero's name on them. Nineteen ninety-two to two thousand and one." He turned the laptop round. "I've been at this since six."Elena looked at the list."That's not a corrupt lawyer. That's a family lawyer.""That's the point, isn't it. Land transfers. Two wills. The lease on the Corsini building. A partnership dissolution nobody's thought about in twenty years." David scrolled. "Ninety-nine percent of this is boring.""And the other one percent?""The transfer. The insurance instruction. And this."He stopped on a scan of a single sheet."What am I looking at?""Authority to release a vehicle from police custody. Dated three days after the crash." David tapped the bottom of the screen. "That signature's been in our own archive for thirty years, Elena. It came up in the second week. I read it and I filed it under motor and I never looked at it again."Elena stared at the name at the bottom of the page."He relea
Too Late to Want Me Back Chapter 56: Not in the File
"It's not there."Ruggeri stood in the doorway with his hand still on the latch."Say that again.""Your notebook. It's listed on the last page under materials and it is not in the folder." Elena stayed on the step. "I looked three times. I had the clerk look. There's no record of anything being removed."He didn't move for a moment.Then he turned and walked back down the hall, and she followed him because he'd left the door open.He sat down in the chair with one arm and didn't say anything.The clock ticked. Somebody's dog was barking two gardens over."I thought you'd shout," Elena said."No.""Or that you'd want to see it yourself.""I've seen enough."He was looking at the middle of the floor."Thirty years," he said. "Thirty years of being a man who thinks something.""Signor Ruggeri.""You don't know what that is. You've had five months." His hands were flat on his knees. "I've had thirty years of getting into bed next to my wife and telling myself I made it bigger than it was
Too Late to Want Me Back Chapter 55: What the Report Says
"It doesn't leave the room," the clerk said. "You can take notes. Pencil, not pen.""How long have I got?""Till four."David sat down at the table with her and Elena put her hand flat on the folder."No.""Elena.""Outside.""I've read eleven thousand files. You've read maybe two hundred.""Then it'll take me longer." She didn't move her hand. "You told me to take a week off. You were sorry about it and I believed you. This is the part where you sit in the corridor."David looked at her, then picked up his coat."Four o'clock," he said.The room had six tables and nobody else in it and a strip light that buzzed.She read it twice before she started making notes.That was the first thing that unsettled her. It was easy to read. Four pages, clean, no crossings out, the sentences short and ordinary. It was the kind of document you finished without noticing you'd finished it.Vehicle left the carriageway on the bend and came to rest on the verge. Damage consistent with impact. Glass pres
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