When I'd finished, she said slowly, 'You knew all through that day when he had us tied up that he was a murderer.'
'Mm.'
'My God.' She paused. 'Didn't you think he might kill us? Donna and me?'
'I thought he might. I thought he might do it any time after he knew his father had the tapes. I thought he might kill all three of us, if he felt like it. I couldn't tell… but couldn't risk it.'
A long silence. Then she said, 'I think, looking back, that he did mean to. Things he said…' She paused. 'I was glad to see you.'
'And angry.'
'Yes, angry. You'd been so long… and Angelo was so bloody frightening.'
'I know.'
'I heard the rifle shots. I was in the kitchen cooking.'
'I was afraid you might tell Angelo you heard them.'
'I only spoke to him when I absolutely had to. I loathed him. He was so arrogant.'
'You shook him,' I said,'telling him I'd shot in the Games. It was the clincher.'
'I just wanted to… to kick him in the ego.'
I smiled in the darkness. Angelo's ego had taken quite a pummelling at the hands of the Derrys.
'Do you realise,' I said, 'that we haven't talked like this for months?'
'Such a lot has happened. And I feel… different.'
Nothing like a murderer, I thought, for changing one's view of the world. He'd done a good job for both of us.
'Do you want to come, then,' I said, 'to America?'
To America. To go on together. To try a bit longer. I didn't really know which I wanted: to clear out, cut loose, divorce, start again, remarry, have children, or to make what one might of the old dead love, to pour commitment into the shaky foundations, to rebuild them solid.
It was Sarah, I thought, who would have to decide.
'Do you want us to stay together?' I asked.
'You've thought of divorce?'
'Haven't you?'
'Yes.' I heard her sigh. 'Often, lately.'
'It's pretty final, being divorced,' I said.
'What then?'
'Wait a bit,' I said slowly. 'See how we go. See what we both really want. Keep on talking.'
'All right,' she said. 'That'll do.'
INTERVAL
Letter from Vince Akkerton to Jonathan Derry.
Angel Kitchens,
Newmarket.
July 12th
Dear Mr Derry,
You remember you were asking about Chris Norwood, that day back in May? I don't know if you're still interested in those computer tapes you were talking about, but they've turned up here at the Kitchens. We were clearing out the room we change from outdoor clothes in, prior to it being repainted, you see, and there was this bag there that everyone said didn't belong to them. So I looked in it, and there were a lot of old papers of writing and three cassettes. I thought I'd give them a run on my cassette player, because they didn't have any labels on saying what was on them, but all that came out was a screeching noise. Well, a mate of mine who heard it said don't throw them away, because I was going to, that's computer noise, he said. So I took the tapes in to Janet to see what she could make of them, but she said the firm has got rid of their old computer, it wasn't big enough for all it was having to do, and they've now got a company computer or something with disc drives, she says, and it doesn't use cassettes.
So, anyway, I remembered about you all of a sudden, and I found I'd still got your address, so I thought I'd ask you if you thought this was what you were talking about. I threw the pages of writing into the rubbish, and that's that, they're gone, but if you want these tapes, you send me a tenner for my trouble and you can have them.
Yours truly, Vince Akkerton
Letter from the executors of Mrs Maureen O'Rorke to Jonathan Derry.
September 1st
Dear Sir,
We are returning the note you wrote to Mrs O'Rorke, together with your enclosure of three cassettes.
Unfortunately Mrs O'Rorke had died peacefully in her sleep at home three days before your gift was posted. In our opinion, therefore, the contents of the package should be regarded as belonging to yourself, and we herewith return them. We are,
Yours faithfully, Jones, Pearce and Block, Solicitors
Letter from the University of Eastern California selection board to Jonathan Derry.
London
October 20th
Dear Mr Derry,
Subsequent to your interview in London last week, we have pleasure in offering you a three-year teaching post in the Department of Physics. Your salary for the first year will be Scale B (attached) to be reviewed thereafter. One full semester's notice to be given in writing on either side.
We understand that you will be free to take up the post on January 1st next, and we await your confirmation that you accept this offer.
Further details and instructions will be sent to you upon receipt of your acceptance.
Welcome to the University!
Lance K. Barowska, D.Sc.
Director of Selections,
Science Faculty,
University of Eastern California
Letter from Harry Gilbert to Marty Goldman Ltd, Turf Accountants.
October 15th
Dear Marty,