I could still taste him, sweet and lingering. I fucking knew it Dawes shouted from the back, grinning, quite drunk by then. Beckett went through the c...arade of shaking Daves hand, and clapping him on the back before Dave gave him a cheerful knock. Beckett gave us a playful push towards the dining table, pushed against the wall, serving as a makshift bar, on which bottles and cans of every description had been placed – vodka, beer, wine, spirits, anything and everything the underage crowd could. ”I could see Linda’s fingers tightening around a facial tissue she had been using. “You aren’t making sense.”Melissa took a breath. “Two years ago I began to notice something. Rian had another phone. He only had it out when you were gone and if I came in the room he hid it quickly.”Linda looked at her daughter. “He has a spare phone, pre-paid on another network for emergencies.”A little steel returned to Melissa’s voice. “It’s not for emergencies mom. And you don’t keep a thumb drive with a. The man standing taller than him in a flashy suit with perfectly styled hair. “Just the man I wanted to see, I have a request if I may.” “What’s that sir?” Edgar replied without enthusiasm, he was tired, and sure this would be about doing some horrid task the next day he wanted nothing to do with.“ Well as you know , Sarah our other maid has been off ill for a while and usually what I’m about to ask , I would request of her but I think you’re the next best candidate for the job.” Not sure where. ‘I’m so sorry! It’s just so hot in here, I’m sweating like Gary Glitter in a playground!’ I was relieved that my crude sense of humour made her giggle, and took the sting out of the fact I just chucked pickle all over her kitchen. ‘Just stay still gorgeous and ill collect the glass, wouldn’t want anybody cutting themselves’ Did she just call me gorgeous? This was the last thing on my mind, as she crouched down with a dustpan and brush and began to sweep up the shards of glass, her head directly.