Green, Simon R Haven 01 Hawk and Fisher

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me; Ah, well, no doubt it'll come to me eventually."
"My head's starting to ache again," said Fisher. "I'm no good at problems. Never have been. You know.
Hawk, what gets me is the casual way it was done. I mean, one minute we're all standing around in here,
knocking back the fruit cordial and chatting away nineteen to the dozen, and the next minute everyone
goes off to change and Blackstone is killed. If the killer was one of the people in this room, he must have
cast-iron nerves."
"Right," said Hawk.
They sat together a while, listening to the quiet. The house creaked and groaned around them, settling
itself as old houses will. The air was still and hot and heavy. Hawk dropped one hand onto the shaft of
his axe, where it stood leaning against the side of his chair. There were too many things about this case he
didn't like, too many things that didn't add up. And he had a strong feeling that the night still had a few
more surprises up its sleeve.
Time passed, and silence spread through the old house. Everyone was either asleep or sitting quietly in
their rooms, waiting for the morning. The hall and the landing were empty, and the shadows lay
undisturbed. A door eased silently open, and Edward Bowman looked out onto the landing. A single oil
lamp glowed dully halfway down the right-hand wall, shedding a soft orange light over the landing. There
was no one else about, and Bowman relaxed a little. Not that it mattered if anyone did see him. He could
always claim he was going to the bathroom, but why complicate matters? Besides, he didn't want to do
anything that might draw the attention of the Guards. He stepped out onto the landing and closed his
bedroom door quietly behind him. He waited a moment, listening, and then padded down the landing to
Katherine's room. He tried the door handle, but the door was locked. He looked quickly up and down
the landing, and tapped quietly on the door. The sound seemed very loud on the silence. There was a
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long pause, and then he heard a key turning in the lock. The door eased open, and Bowman darted into
the room. The door shut quietly behind him.
Katherine clung desperately to Bowman, holding him so tightly he could hardly breathe. She burrowed
her face into his neck, as though trying to hide from the events of the day. He murmured soothingly to
her, and after a while she quietened and relaxed her grip a little. He smiled slightly.
"Glad to see me, Kath?"
She lifted her face to his and kissed him hungrily. "I was so afraid you wouldn't come to me tonight. I
need you, Edward. I need you now more than ever."
"It's all right, Kath. I'm here now."
"But if we're caught together;"
"We won't be," said Edward quickly. "Not as long as we're careful."
Katherine finally let go of him, and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Careful. I hate that
word. We're always having to be careful, having to think twice about everything we do, everything we
say. How much longer, Edward? How much longer before we can be together openly? I want you, my
love; I want you with me always, in my arms, in my bed!"
"We won't have to keep up the pretence much longer," said Edward. "Just for a while, till things have
quietened down. All we have to do is be patient for a little while;"
"I'm sick of being patient!"
Edward gestured sharply at the wall. Katherine nodded reluctantly, and lowered her voice before
speaking again. It wouldn't do to be overheard, and there was no telling how thin the walls were.
"Edward, did the Guards say anything to you about who they think killed William?"
"Not really, but they'd be fools if they didn't see us as the main suspects. There's always been some
gossip about us, and we both stood to gain by his death. We could have killed him;"
"In a way, perhaps we did."
"What?" Edward looked at her sharply. "Katherine, you didn't;"
"William committed suicide," said Katherine. "I; told him about us."
"You did what?"
"I had to! I couldn't go on like this, living a lie. I told him I was still fond of him, and always would be,
but that I loved you and wanted to marry you. I said I'd do it any way he wanted, any way that would
protect his political career, but that whatever happened I was determined on a divorce. To begin with he
refused to listen, and then; then he told me he loved me, and would never give me up. I said I'd walk out
on him if I had to, and he said that if I did, he would kill himself."
"Dear God;" breathed Bowman. "And you think William;"
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"Yes," said Katherine. "I think he killed himself. I think he died because of us." [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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