‘I’ve got enough love for everyone.’
‘Oh, Jack, don’t be a fool. No one has that much love. Killing me and killing yourself is not the way to see this through. Come on,’ she said softly, ‘please see sense.’
There was a long silence. The gun was still pointed right at Danny’s nose.
‘You’re right,’ he said. He stood up and without a further word he walked out of the bedroom, head held high, shotgun in his right hand.
Danny leapt to her feet and slammed the door behind him, locking it.
She heard his footsteps on the stairs.
Everything drained out of her. She slumped onto the bed, holding her head.
Then she heard the bang of the shotgun being discharged somewhere downstairs.
In deep shock she rolled onto the bed, curled up like a baby in the womb, jammed a thumb into her mouth and rocked and cried.
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Also available by Nick Oldham as e-books in the ‘Henry Christie’ series:
Nightmare City
The Last Big Job
Seizure
Hidden Witness
Facing Justice