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James

Beth, shadow-eyed from her long drive, flops onto her seat and Richard presses a glass of wine into her hand.

Charlotte sits next to Michael on the couch, jittery and fidgeting, constantly picking at her nails. The wine is excellent, but her glass is untouched, and she doesn’t look at Beth.

“And?” says Richard.

Beth holds up her hands, shaking her head slowly. “Nothing.”

“Nothing? Nothing at all?”

Charlotte looks up, her face stricken.

“Nothing at all,” says Beth. “I spoke to David and Stephen. They simply stone-walled me. Insisted that they never had a sister and that you're misremembering.”

Richard’s lip curls. “No, I’m not.”

Beth’s eyes dart across to Charlotte. Both women look upset. “I believe you my Love,” she says, “but I can't get anything out of them. They simply won’t discuss it. When I tried to press the point, Stephen made their excuses and they left.”

Charlotte’s head drops to her chest. Michael is watching her, her hand eclipsed by his. As she begins to shake, he pulls her close into his chest, one hand stroking the back of her head as he says something quiet to her.

“I'm sorry,” she sobs. “I'm sorry. I just hoped.…”

Richard looks down at my weeping mermaid, his voice dripping disgust. “There’s nothing for you to apologise for, Charlotte. We all know what you hoped for.”

of Albert’s papers,” I say. “If we find something solid in there, present

her cheeks, nodding slowly.

know…. Old photos, school

that I think about it, I’ve not seen any photos at all. It’s one thing that seems to be

done there really.” She looks depressed, takes a sip from her wine.

Richard looks uncomfortable.

really has no

to the knuckle with his own

he want me

cock an eye at him

that Albert Kimberley came up with the idea for the first City project. It was a good plan. At a time when the City was really only a town, he conceived the notion that would tie together different

together, lacing together spread finger…. “into a single co-ordinated whole. It was a stroke of genius and he bought the land to make it happen. He wanted Richard’s father to fund the project. Judging by what we have here, Edward Haswell was keen to make

assets and went on to build the Imperial and everything else in that area

muses, staring into space. “And my uncle would have been half-owner of

Richard and I all exchange a look. It’s very unusual for Beth to

her to be

I think he’s about to discipline her, but Michael steps in. “That would

say. “There’s no sign that he’s a large part

never recovered from

law was not so generous then. It was harder to recover. But mainly…. I think something in the man was broken. When I

go to The Big City, he sent her to the Imperial….” He casts an eye to Beth…. “Perhaps hoping that she could somehow reclaim the

nods, her smile pale. “Yes, telling me to work hard, live clean and earn

smiles. “He got that right, didn’t he. I’ll drink

aren’t we?” I say. “What happened to your little redhead? Shelley? Why wasn’t she the one that Albert sent

keep looking then, won’t we. With all of us going through the papers, we’re bound to

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