Chapter Nineteen
When I had recovered my composure I went into the bedroom and Jackie was staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought.
“How was it?”
She sighed. “I’m not in the mood to relive it for your gratification”
“You ok?” I asked sitting tentatively by her side.
“Not really”
“What’s wrong?”
“I know not being there is part of it for you, but I never agreed to filming anything in your absence. The Tesco thing was my decision, on my phone. We have to talk about something like that beforehand”
She grew increasingly agitated as she spoke, “I mean, I have my career too, I have a public face. I don’t want something like this out there either, what were you thinking?”
My stomach sank as I thought of Al driving home with his phone full of incriminating evidence. It bothered me that s
