I reach out, hold his wrist. “She wasn’t hurt? Really not hurt?”

Michael gazes down at my hand. He could break away with a shrug. I don’t have the strength of a kitten. But, “No. You took the single shot Corby managed to fire before I took him down and the police took him out. But when you went down, Charlotte….” He chews his words….

“Yes? Charlotte what?”

“She just collapsed, screaming. I’ve never seen anything like it. She’s normally so…. self-contained, so competent at whatever she decides to do….” He huffs…. “…. Regardless of whether anyone else might like it or not. But when she thought you’d been killed she simply came apart at the seams.”

*****

When the nurse comes to check my thigh and change the dressing, I prop myself up on elbows, trying to see the damage.

Fuck!

The entrance wound itself is stitched closed, but the entirety of my thigh is dark with brutal bruising in a sickly rainbow of black, purple, green and yellow.

“You don’t want to look too long at that Mr Alexanders,” comments the nurse. “It’ll put you off your dinner.”

I flop back, turbulent inside.

How badly wounded was I?

“Enough that it was touch and go you coming back to us.” says the nurse. And I realise I spoke aloud.

She props me with pillows, enabling me to sit up. Then she sets me up with a drip and a syringe. “If you become uncomfortable,” she says, “just give the syringe a slight push and it will deliver an extra flush of painkiller.”

“James! It’s good to see you with us again.” Richard’s smile is broad and bright. And flatteringly, so is Beth’s.

“Hello, James.” She leans in and kisses me on the cheek. “For a while there, we thought….” And she simply cuts herself short, holding up a bag. “We brought more of Ross’ cooking for you.

“Great,” says Michael, immediately standing, his eye passing over Charlotte.

She’s lost weight….

although she is smiling brightly now, dark rings under her

chicken and veggies for all, the portion he puts onto Charlotte’s plate being noticeably larger than

shovels hers down in time-honoured fashion. The moment her plate’s

her eye is turned away from me, I give the syringe a squeeze, and after a minute or so, the growing ache in my thigh ebbs enough that the pain

painful, I would recommend getting yourself shot for anyone who enjoys being the centre

the strain of being Charlotte’s support over the last few days. He’s doing his best to be

my mind off my injury. Painkillers or not,

I’m happy enough where

And what happens next?

a base?” I ask

He shrugs it off….

you can keep your head when all about you are losing

by no means a disaster,” he says. “All the information that mattered was stored on the cloud anyway. And, as you know, it was always the plan that we would move to the new

it really that

is he just stopping me from

“And until then?”

by the docks. It’s not

Just like that, eh….

in a position

*****

Ago -

regards the young man seated in his office. “Mr Bennett. This is highly irregular. You understand that I represent your estranged wife. I cannot discuss her personal matters with

but I was hoping you

lawyer sits back in his seat, fingers steepled. “I don’t see any difficulty with that.

officer came looking for her.” Expressionlessly, the lawyer presses fingers against his lips. “At least he claimed to be a police officer. He said

Vincenzo’s voice is level.

sorts of claims about her. Things that…. Well, she’s

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