tampering with evidence, attempting to hide a criminal act, living off immoral earnings, and anything else I can think of. Once he mentions you, I can’t be responsible for what the police might decide to do. I can, however, distance myself from your fucking devious shenanigans and your obvious involvement in the violent death of a young woman.’
Patrick looked at her and when she saw that he was gritting his teeth, she knew she had hit a home run. She knew she had hurt him, and she was glad. She wanted him to hurt like she was hurting.
‘I’m only on the paperwork, I am a sleeping partner, and I can prove that. So don’t you go trying to stitch me up. I am sorry, I am fucking in bits over that young woman, but it wasn’t anything to do with me personally.’
Kate pushed him out of her way. ‘I don’t believe you, Patrick. You could have told me the score when you heard the murder took place in your property and I would have been upset, but at least you would have spared me the indignity of finding out you were a born-again pimp from a colleague. I should have guessed you were involved, you were too quiet. You already knew about it, didn’t you?’
Pat couldn’t deny it and they were both aware of that.
‘So this is it then?’ he said. ‘I get me collar felt for no more than investing in a legitimate business, and you walk out on our life as if it meant nothing. I have already had my brief explain the situation to your superiors and they are more than satisfied I had no knowledge of anything that went on in that flat. So calm down and stop being so bloody dramatic.’
He was always so cocksure, it had been what attracted her to him all those years ago. He had a way with him, a way of making you overlook his failings because his good points seemed to outweigh them. He was a fucking ducker and diver, a wide boy made good. If it had been anything else she could have swallowed it. But not this.
Now all Kate saw was that girl’s broken body and his reluctance to admit his involvement. She loved him, really loved him. But she knew that his going behind her back, his trying to justify himself by using his brief to prove he was no more than an investor in a business, that he was a dupe, an innocent, was something she could not forgive. He could have come clean about everything, given her the chance to understand their situation. The outright audacity of the man was unbelievable, he thought she was overreacting. He’d let her down before with his tricks and secrecy. And she’d forgiven him then. How could he not understand that it would be impossible for her to swallow it again, and that his actions would impact on her? It would be all over the station by now. Everything that she had worked for over the years would be forgotten in a heartbeat, she would once again be nothing more than the villain’s bird.
He wouldn’t even think about that, it wouldn’t occur to him that this was about more than him and his wants. He had not thought about her and how his actions might affect her and her life. He was a selfish man in many respects, but she had still l-ST-0 { font-size: 1rem; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-top: 12px; } . It was ll bhe had oved him.
‘You really don’t see it, do you, Pat?’
He opened his arms wide, a look of bewilderment on his face. ‘See what, Kate? What the fuck is there for me to see?’
Kate shook her head sadly and, forcing down the urge to cry, she said quietly, ‘I can’t stay under the roof of a man who has lied to me, who could keep something so important to himself, who would distance himself from any wrongdoing before he felt it was safe to tell his side of the story. You went in with your brief and extricated yourself from a sticky situation. Well, I don’t believe you, or your brief. How can I believe a word you say after that? You must have been aware of what was going on, and don’t fucking insult my intelligence by trying to spin me
Patrick looked at her and when she saw that he was gritting his teeth, she knew she had hit a home run. She knew she had hurt him, and she was glad. She wanted him to hurt like she was hurting.
‘I’m only on the paperwork, I am a sleeping partner, and I can prove that. So don’t you go trying to stitch me up. I am sorry, I am fucking in bits over that young woman, but it wasn’t anything to do with me personally.’
Kate pushed him out of her way. ‘I don’t believe you, Patrick. You could have told me the score when you heard the murder took place in your property and I would have been upset, but at least you would have spared me the indignity of finding out you were a born-again pimp from a colleague. I should have guessed you were involved, you were too quiet. You already knew about it, didn’t you?’
Pat couldn’t deny it and they were both aware of that.
‘So this is it then?’ he said. ‘I get me collar felt for no more than investing in a legitimate business, and you walk out on our life as if it meant nothing. I have already had my brief explain the situation to your superiors and they are more than satisfied I had no knowledge of anything that went on in that flat. So calm down and stop being so bloody dramatic.’
He was always so cocksure, it had been what attracted her to him all those years ago. He had a way with him, a way of making you overlook his failings because his good points seemed to outweigh them. He was a fucking ducker and diver, a wide boy made good. If it had been anything else she could have swallowed it. But not this.
Now all Kate saw was that girl’s broken body and his reluctance to admit his involvement. She loved him, really loved him. But she knew that his going behind her back, his trying to justify himself by using his brief to prove he was no more than an investor in a business, that he was a dupe, an innocent, was something she could not forgive. He could have come clean about everything, given her the chance to understand their situation. The outright audacity of the man was unbelievable, he thought she was overreacting. He’d let her down before with his tricks and secrecy. And she’d forgiven him then. How could he not understand that it would be impossible for her to swallow it again, and that his actions would impact on her? It would be all over the station by now. Everything that she had worked for over the years would be forgotten in a heartbeat, she would once again be nothing more than the villain’s bird.
He wouldn’t even think about that, it wouldn’t occur to him that this was about more than him and his wants. He had not thought about her and how his actions might affect her and her life. He was a selfish man in many respects, but she had still l-ST-0 { font-size: 1rem; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 4px; margin-top: 12px; } . It was ll bhe had oved him.
‘You really don’t see it, do you, Pat?’
He opened his arms wide, a look of bewilderment on his face. ‘See what, Kate? What the fuck is there for me to see?’
Kate shook her head sadly and, forcing down the urge to cry, she said quietly, ‘I can’t stay under the roof of a man who has lied to me, who could keep something so important to himself, who would distance himself from any wrongdoing before he felt it was safe to tell his side of the story. You went in with your brief and extricated yourself from a sticky situation. Well, I don’t believe you, or your brief. How can I believe a word you say after that? You must have been aware of what was going on, and don’t fucking insult my intelligence by trying to spin me
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