Chapter 53
Nigel Harrison had already made the decision, but he still tidied up around the flat, putting items back in place and tearing up old letters. The sink needed cleaning, it hadn’t been done for a while and then once he had started spraying bleach cleaner and scrubbing, the cooker and the other kitchen surfaces beckoned. It took his churning mind off the inevitable and distracted him, if only for a while.
A gust of wind rattled the kitchen window and for a second, Nigel wondered if he should change his mind but then dismissed his own cowardice. Because that was what it was. Looking for loopholes already, Nigel? Trying to find a way out? No, he was determined to see it through now. No excuses.
It was the method that concerned him. Slitting his wrists didn’t sound appealing – he c
