CHAPTER SIX
Lindsay fixed herself a Tia Maria in a large glass and settled herself on the couch with her iPad. She had a belligerent air about her that often happened when she had too much to drink. Towards the end of the dinner, she’d become embroiled in an argument with Hugh's sister Rachel about the merits of private versus public schooling—Rachel, surprisingly, being an advocate of public schooling. I was about to make her angrier.
I walked over and swiped the iPad out of her hand. ‘We need to talk.’
‘What are you doing?' She reached for the iPad, but I walked over and threw it onto the kitchen table.
‘So you've been f*****g Hugh.’ Expressions flitted across her face—guilt, fear, anger and finally, the realisation that it would be pointless to deny it.
‘So, you're going to tell me
