The Village Fate
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“Well it’s not going to be any quieter in here with me,” he answered rolling towards her and wrapping her in his arms.
“I rather thought I’d keep you awake for a while instead,” she answered.
Chapter Sixty-Six
Day Twenty. Monday
Angus’s alarm was set for six thirty. He liked to listen to the news before he got up, but this morning he just reached over and hit the snooze button. Beside him Claudilia stirred. Angus snuggled down under the duvet and, with his arm over the top of her, he pulled himself close into her side. There were no protruding bones, no washboard stomach and no fake breasts pointing straight upwards. Instead there was warm skin and curves, breasts that felt heavy in his hand and strong legs.
They’d only had a few hours sleep but Angus felt refreshed, invigorated and alive, more alive than he’d felt in years.
Claudilia cycled back to Bindweed Cottage. Max trotted along beside her. It was a beautiful day. It would have been a beautiful day if there had been rain hammering down and blowing a full gale. She wanted more of Angus and was looking forward to their ride in the afternoon. But first she needed to go to the office. She hadn’t been there much last week and work would be piling up. They needed to push ahead with the plans for the new digester too. Overnight she’d become a great fan of their joint venture.
Angus had kissed Claudilia a long and passionate goodbye. He showered and dressed then left a note asking Nadia to change the linen in the spare bedroom. He made some toast which he ate as he and Hamish walked the long way down the drive and up the other side, to the site office. He said good morning to Cindy and complimented her on how nice she looked.
Angus and Hamish worked solidly till a quarter past ten. He talked to the engineers about the kitchen waste plant, the council about the volume he could expect to process and to the environmental health authority about vermin control. He never lost his temper and didn’t stopped smiling once.
Angus phoned Tony Screwem, he confirmed his eleven o’clock appointment and check their address. Screwem Deep and Long had offices on Grove Road in Stratford, just down from the police station.
Before leaving the office he checked his email. There were the usual work related messages and one from DS Robison. She confirmed that she’d be at the Stratford police station between ten and twelve. If he wanted to see her then eleven o’clock would be best.
Angus pulled into the carpark on Grove road, it was equidistant between the police station and the solicitor’s office. The time was five to eleven. All the way from Wimplebridge he’d been wrestling with his dilemma, what to do, what to do? He had the USB drive with the film in his case. He could take it to the police, plead diminished responsibility, engage the best lawyer he could afford and hope for a friendly judge. Alternatively he could lock it away with the solicitor and become an even bigger part of the conspiracy. He loved his newfound freedom and last night with Claudilia had been great. He’d like to do it again, but she was a murderer, and that was not easy to ignore.
As he got out of the car he made his decision. He knew what he must do and in the long run it was for the best. He collected his briefcase from the back seat, locked the car and walked out onto the pavement beside Grove Road. In less than a hundred yards he turned and went up some steps, he pushed open the door, walked up to a counter and announced his arrival. It was eleven o’clock and he was expected.
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