interrupted. ‘I was following orders, doing my job, trying to earn some money.’
‘You were pestering us, refusing to leave us alone.’
‘I was following orders,’ he repeated. ‘And because of your actions, because of what you did, the company fired me. I don’t work for them any more.’
Lizzy kept quiet. She couldn’t lie and say that she was sorry. And she was sure that he wouldn’t want to hear that, either.
‘So, you see, Lizzy, I have no influence whatsoever on what Firework Films do or don’t do. And, frankly, I don’t care. I really don’t. All I care about is finding another job, so I can pay my bills.’
She had wasted her time. He’d be no help at all. But then she remembered something that Adrian had said. ‘You said that we’d got this all wrong. What did you mean?’
‘I mean just what I said.’ He looked at her. ‘You’re worrying about the wrong things. You’ve got your eyes on what you perceive to be the threat, but creeping up behind your back is the real thing to worry about, the real danger.’
‘You’re threatening me?’
He paused. Whether it was to consider his response, or just for dramatic effect, Lizzy didn’t know, but he certainly seemed to be enjoying casting out the bait and reeling her in. ‘The reality, Lizzy, is that there’s someone you should all be worried about, especially Emma.’
‘And that is?’
‘Peter Myers.’
Lizzy blinked. ‘Peter Myers is in jail. He can’t do anything to us any more.’
‘I wouldn’t be so sure,’ came the ominous reply.
‘I don’t understand what you mean.’ Lizzy was starting to feel breathless.
‘Look,’ he said, ‘through the research I’ve done, my dealings with Peter Myers, looking into his background, I’d be very worried about that man. I really would be very worried.’
‘But as I said, he’s behind bars.’
‘For now.’
‘What’s that supposed to mean? You can’t think he’ll get off, can you? There’s no way they could find him not guilty, no way.’
‘Of course not,’ Adrian Spencer said. ‘He’s already pleaded guilty. The evidence is unequivocal. He will be found guilty, that’s for certain. You don’t need to worry about that.’
‘Then what?’
‘What about when he’s released?’
‘Well, that will be a long time off.’ Lizzy suddenly realised that she hadn’t, until that moment, actually considered that Peter Myers would one day be free again. Of course none of them had thought he’d be locked away for life, but it was still a shock to have this reality brought home.
‘The sentence might not be as long as you think,’ he said. ‘As I said, he has pleaded guilty, and shown remorse, plus there are mitigating circumstances that the judge will take into account.’
Lizzy paused. ‘What mitigating circumstances?’ For a moment she nearly said it: His son was murdered. Stephen Myers was killed by Stuart Harris, and his body dumped in a canal by Stuart, aided by Will Holden. The realisation of what had happened had been the reason he had come after them; it had been the explanation behind it all, a justification even, for his extreme actions. But for some inexplicable reason, Peter Myers had kept the secret. She wondered whether he would choose to reveal it as the sentencing approached. Would it result in a lesser prison term?
‘My research for the documentary revealed that he’d been under a lot of stress over a number of years,’ Adrian explained. ‘His wife, Margaret, had been mentally unwell for some time and, as he was the sole carer, trying to keep his own business going, still dealing with the death of his son, it really took its toll. He’d been on antidepressants, among other things.’
Lizzy breathed an inward sigh of relief. Thank God he hadn’t been referring to Stephen’s murder. ‘How long do you think he’ll serve?’
‘I have no idea. But one day, they will let him out. And if he behaves himself, then it will be sooner than you