shook his head. ‘I’d better not, I’m driving. Also, I’d better check on Abdul, his boss is probably gonna give him shit about letting us use the venue. Besides, I should probably get out of your hair. The last thing you two need is me hanging around as some third wheel.’
‘Wait, don’t go yet,’ Ben said, retaking his seat. ‘There was something else I wanted to run past you. The detective who interviewed me at the station wanted to know if anyone might have it in for me. Asked if I have any enemies, or whether anyone had made any threats.’
Dave frowned. ‘Yeah they asked me the same thing. I said I didn’t know, that nothing sprang to mind. What did you say?’
‘The same thing, but it got me wondering whether anyone could be trying to set me up to take the fall for this. I do business with several multimillion pound companies, and my competitors can be pretty ruthless. What if one of them followed us to Bournemouth and attacked Kerry, knowing the police would tie us lot back to it?’
‘You want me to ask around?’ Dave asked gruffly.
‘Please. I’m probably just being paranoid, but I’d like to know for sure. Kick over some stones and see what you find out.’
Dave nodded and handed Ben the empty bottle as the two of them proceeded through the house, leaving Alice alone in the garden.
Her phone started ringing and, seeing Faye’s profile picture on the screen, she quickly answered. ‘Hi, sweetie.’
Alice hadn’t anticipated hearing Faye sobbing. ‘I’m … I’m … I’m … sorry,’ she moaned, her breathing erratic. ‘I … didn’t … know … who … else … to … call.’
A ball of worry developed rapidly in the pit of Alice’s stomach. ‘Faye, what’s going on?’
‘It’s … it’s … Johnny … He’s … left … me.’
Five minutes later, Alice closed the patio door and joined Ben in the living room. ‘You’re not going to believe this! Johnny just walked out on Faye. Packed his bag and took the car. She’s distraught!’
Ben’s mouth dropped in astonishment. ‘I knew they’d been having some problems, but I never expected—’
Alice’s brow furrowed. ‘You knew they were having problems? How long for? Why didn’t you tell me?’
‘I assumed Faye would have told you. I’m sorry.’
Alice wasn’t sure what hurt most: that Ben had known and didn’t tell her, or that her good friend had kept her troubles from her.
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