Extract from Notebook 4
You’re certainly full of surprises, Nell. When you didn’t leave home at the usual time this morning, I thought you’d decided to work from home and I was annoyed I’d had a wasted journey.
I decided to hang around for a while, in case you’d overslept.
It was just as well that I did because an hour later, your front door opened and there you were, all dressed up in a suede jacket and brown leather boots.
I guessed you either had an important work meeting or weren’t going to work at all and the bounce in your step as I followed behind you told me it was probably the latter.
Imagine my surprise when, after a convoluted journey requiring three different buses, you disappeared into a police station.
Were you telling the police that you had a stalker?
Or were you seeing them on an entirely different matter?
The ultrasmart clothing told me that you wanted them to take you seriously.
I reckon it was to do with your past. I know what you did, Nell, I know who you are, I’ve always known.
If you’d really wanted to disappear, you shouldn’t have stayed in the UK, you should have gone abroad, where it would have been harder to trace you.
Not that it matters. We’ll hardly be discussing the mistakes you made when I kill you.