Another Lifetime | By : KiwiGirl Category: M through R > Midsomer Murders Views: 1090 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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She had it all thought out. Even
a written list of instructions, turn left at the dining room, up the stairs,
the green room on the right and a description of the painting and she wanted it
done on Friday. There was some family gathering, they would all be together and
no one could point a finger at her and she had laughed as she had talked about
how upset her cousin would be. Not for the first time in his life Peter thought
how bloody lucky he was to have very few living relations.
“I will think about it”
His answer was received with icy silence “what do you mean?”
“Just that, I will think about it”
“I would not be thinking for too long….” The unspoken threat hung in the air.
“Anything in particular you need done today?”
“Just the usual” she turned to walk out of the room “Oh and Peter I would not
be doing a runner, that would just annoy me.”
Stupid, it was his own stupid fault, he had blindly accepted something that
should have rung as being good to be true and now he was in a right mess. He
needed to warn Kat, to tell her to get out, not that things went wrong. There
seemed to be no option but to do as Beth wanted. But with conditions, do it and
then that was it. No more expectations, and he would be on his way. He had two
days, he knew that they would be watching him, so best if let them believe that
he was doing it willingly, well not willingly but with expectations of some
profit and then he could say he was going to check the place out. And he would
but with a slight detour. Just as well that he had kept the old van.
Late afternoon he went back to the house, grudgingly said yes, but with
conditions, she did not blink an eyelid but nodded and then nodded again when
he said that he would need the next few days to study the place, get an idea of
what was what. Did she have some cash so that he could buy the necessary tools,
he was sure that she would not want him using her property. Oh she had smiled
at that, silently congratulating herself on how clever she was no doubt. That
remained to be seen.
*
It was almost midnight when Ryan dropped Kat home. The dinner had been a long
and tedious affair, him talking her listening and then there had been the phone
call. Natalie, she recognised her voice and the subject from the way that Ryan
looked at her then got up to take the call outside. Oh well, she didn’t really
care what he thought. Perhaps he would dump her, that would not be so bad.
But he didn’t just asked a few questions about her friend that had visited,
wanting to know where he was from, what his name was. No doubt planning to run
some background checks, she wondered what sort of record Peter had, something
she presumed from a conversation they had once had. Perhaps she should suggest
that Ryan check up on her as well, his sources would no doubt get a kick out of
relaying her background to him. But besides looking at her sharply every time
he asked a question the remainder of the evening passed without any incident.
The trip home had been something else, he wanted her to ask him in, to invite
him to spend the night but she played dumb, eventually managing to get out of
the car. But he insisted on walking her to the door, kissing her goodnight.
Christ she didn’t know how much more of this she could stand.
A sigh of relief as she took her shoes off, padding on bare feet down the hall
to her room. Bath and bed, she was knackered. A short soak and then she pulled
on the over sized T shirt that she slept in, face clean, hair tied back she had
a drink of water, turned the lights out in the kitchen and in the darkness made
her way down the hall into her room.
“He looks like a fuckin penguin”
She almost yelled but caught her breath, her voice a harsh whisper “get out”
“No we have to talk” Peter caught her arm and she shook his hand away.
“No we do not. Leave me alone”
“I know who she is…Beth”
“And that is a reason to break into my house?”
“She is Paul’s Aunt, Nick’s Aunt”
“Shit” she sat heavily on the edge of the bed “what does she want?” voice a
tiny whisper, he could hear the fear in it and reached out a hand to touch her
face, whispering softly he told her.
“You need to leave Kat”
Her eyes were big in her face but she nodded “where are you going to go?”
“Nowhere for the present, once the job is done I will get the hell out”
“Done?” she looked up “what do you mean?”
“I will do it, keep her happy, keep her from needing to find you, then I will
take her money and bugger off as fast as I can”
“No, I don’t want you to do it, you have done enough. I will leave, then you
can say no.”
“They will not give up Kat, you know them, know how they are. Will they give
up?”
Small voice “no, they will want to get even”
“So this is the best way then, get them want they want and finish it, once and
for all”
“I could go to the police…tell them…”
“What the truth? And who will they believe us, or a respectable old lady?”
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