Quintin Jardine - Screen Savers
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Naturally, Susie clocked Prim’s diamond as soon as she opened the door. If she was miffed that it was bigger than hers, she didn’t show it at all. ‘Congratulations,’ said Mike as he shook my hand. ‘I didn’t realise you were pregnant.’ Entirely the wrong thing to say to me, but once it had escaped from his mouth there was no hauling it back, so I laughed it off. If anything showed in my eyes, he didn’t notice.
We spent the best part of the next hour drinking champagne. . or three of us did, since it was Susie’s turn to drive. . and looking out on the city below.
Eventually, Prim and I disappeared into the kitchen and set to work with the wok. We dished up our stir-fry with a couple of interesting bottles of Austrian red wine. . guaranteed free of anti-freeze. . which Prim had found in our local off-licence. She has a great eye for these things.
‘When are you getting married?’ Susie asked, as she cleared the last prawn from her bowl.
As Prim looked at me, I could only shrug. ‘This year,’ I supposed. ‘Once I’m through with Miles Grayson’s movie.’
Dylan’s mouth dropped open. ‘Once you’re what?’ he gasped. Susie looked as flabbergasted as he did. ‘You mean Miles wasn’t kidding at Rogano’s the other night?’ she squealed.
‘No, he wasn’t as it turned out. Och it’s nothing, though,’ I protested, with a show of modesty that was completely fake. ‘It’s nepotism, really. What I’m doing is just an extension of the work I do with the GWA, and from the voice-overs.’
‘How many careers are you planning to have?’ asked Mike.
‘After this, just one: husband.’ I found myself smiling. ‘Okay, I might keep on the GWA stuff because I like the people so much; and the money for these commercials is just too silly to turn down.’
‘Jesus, man, how much more do you want?’
I looked at him, severely. ‘Money is money, Michael. You ask Susie. I could do these jobs for free, but the advertising people wouldn’t understand. Neither would Sly Burr: he knows that twenty per cent of anything is better than one hundred per cent of fuck all.
‘One thing, although I haven’t talked this through completely with Prim. There’ll be no more sitting in grubby rooms interviewing people to help bloody lawyers get even richer than us. It’s time to move on from the Private Enquiry business.’
I sensed my fiancee grinning at me. ‘I was getting to like it.’
‘Then you keep it on, my dearest, if that’s what you want. As you say, you and wee Lulu virtually run it between you already. But I’m going to concentrate on the things I enjoy most. . I might even play a bit more golf.’
‘And what about the Private Eye-ing?’ Susie gave me a mischievous look over her glass of sparkling mineral.
‘I gave that up a couple of years back,’ I assured her. ‘The stuff I’ve been doing for you two is strictly a one-off, with Prim’s permission.’
‘So how’s that going?’ asked Mike, serious all of a sudden.
‘That’s the other thing on tonight’s agenda. We’ve been looking at everyone on your list, spoken to them all, and, we think, eliminated them all. We’re left with one name, though, the one you didn’t include: Stephen Donn. He was behind the bother you had with his uncle. Joe was angry with you at the time, and Stephen seems to have taken advantage of that. The old fella swears blind that he didn’t know about Myrtle copying those documents.
‘Joe has nothing against you, Susie. He was very hurt when you fired him, but for a reason that you couldn’t help.
‘Let me ask you something. When you were wee, and your mother was alive, was he close to your family?’
She took a few seconds to answer. ‘Yes, I suppose he was. He did have a sort of special place; I called him Uncle Joe when I was a kid, and every time he came to the house he’d give me pocket money. I was closer to him than my real Auntie; and I saw much more of him than I did of her. Truth is, I never could stand her.’
‘And how was he with your parents?’
‘He was my Dad’s best pal. The three of them always got on together. My Mum was very fond of him, I remember.’ She paused and stared at me. ‘Here, you’re not suggesting that he and my Mum had an affair are you? That’s ridiculous; she loved my Dad. He was the only man in the world as far as she was concerned.’
‘Not always,’ said Prim gently. ‘Joe Donn was your mother’s first husband.’
Susie stared across the table at us, in sheer disbelief, her eyes moistening. ‘You’re kidding,’ she protested, at last. ‘Who told you that?’
‘Joe did. And his sister-in-law confirmed it. It seems to be true, Susie.’
She was crying now, tears rolling down her cheeks. ‘But why didn’t they tell me? Why keep something like that from me?’
‘It was your father’s idea, apparently,’ I told her.
‘We could speculate all night about his motives,’ said Dylan, grimly, ‘and never get anywhere. The Devil alone knows some of the things that have been hatched in his mind.’
‘But I wouldn’t have cared,’ Susie wailed.
‘No, but clearly your father did,’ I told her. ‘I reckon the easiest way for you to look at this is for you to accept that he thought that keeping your mother’s past and her relationship with Joe Donn from you was in your best interests.’
She shot me a quick scornful look. ‘Then it must have been in his too, otherwise he wouldn’t have done it. No one’s interests ever ranked above my Lord Provost’s, not even mine.’
She paused. ‘Mike,’ she asked. ‘Would you be okay to drive home if you stopped drinking now?’
Dylan nodded. ‘In a couple of hours, yes. Why?’
Susie drained her mineral water and held out her glass. ‘Guess,’ she said. ‘I’ll have some of that Austrian stuff, Oz, if I may. No, on second thoughts, I’ll have a lot.’
I filled her glass as she asked, right up to the top. ‘I’m sorry, Susie,’ I offered. ‘Maybe we should have kept the secret, like your old man wanted.’
She shook her head, firmly. ‘No way. The very fact that he wanted it that way is reason enough for you to tell me. And I’d have expected no less of friends.’
‘So where does this leave us with the letters, Oz?’ asked Dylan.
‘Unless you’ve come up with another suspect, I’d say it leaves us wanting to speak to the boy Stephen, wherever he is.’
‘What d’you mean, wherever?’
‘I mean that no one bloody knows. Young Mr Donn seems to be a night person. His Uncle Joe cast him out after the Myrtle incident, and he only goes to see his Mammy every so often. He’s not on the phone anywhere, and he doesn’t seem to have a known address.’
‘A real mystery man, this. Does no one know anything about him?’
‘His mother said something vague about him having interests in nightclubs. That could mean anything, though. Susie’s cousin; that’s another connection we have. Myrtle said that they were in the same racket. . and we know what that was.’
The Detective Inspector growled. ‘That gives me an excuse to lift the boy when he shows. Meantime I’ll run a PNC check; that might come up with something.’
‘But why, Oz?’ Susie moaned, her glass empty already. ‘Why should he pick on me?’
‘Maybe he’s still fighting what he sees as his Uncle Joe’s battle. Who knows? Listen, you haven’t had any letters since the last one, have you?’
‘No. Fingers crossed, they’ve dried up.’
‘Yes,’ Mike chipped in. ‘Let’s not get this out of proportion; it’s long odds that this is a crank thing and that the guy’s got bored with it, having caused a degree of alarm.’
‘And everything at work is normal?’
‘Too right, with the new office manager around.’
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