CHAPTER 18
I walked slowly back to the flat going over in my mind the conversation with Barry, the unsaid threads of which formed knots in my mind. He could easily change his mind and notify the police of my whereabouts; I wondered again whether he’d been in my apartment block, that lingering scent of aftershave still bothered me but I hadn’t noticed it today and he’d sat close enough to me, I could hardly have missed it so possibly just a coincidence. Either way it didn’t seem that getting me locked up again was his priority, once he’d got the money maybe but not before.
He’d said he’d be watching me; well, he couldn’t watch me every hour of every day. I thought back to my chat with Jenna; she’d said she worked in the pub Monday and Friday nights so Monday seemed as good a day as any; t
