Dead simple by Peter James
By Peter James
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Bathing them. All the comfortable stuff he'd done with his own parents. Instead he was consumed with an inner turbulence that rarely left him, even when it allowed him to sleep. Was she alive or dead? He'd spent eight years and ten months trying to find out and was still no nearer to the truth than when he had started. Outside of work, life was a void. He'd been unable - or unwilling - to attempt another relationship. Every date he'd been on was a disaster. It seemed at times that his only constant companion in his life was his goldfish, Marlon.
Shit, man,' Robbo said. 'We dug it yesterday, it's taken twentyfour hours for just a couple of inches. ' Josh nodded, thoughtfully. ' 'Course we can get him out/ Robbo said. ' 'Let's just get on with it,' Luke said. ' 'He bloody deserves it,' Pete reassured his mates. ' Luke would never forget. Waking from an alcoholic stupor to find himself on a bunk on the overnight sleeper to Edinburgh. Arriving forty minutes late at the altar the next afternoon as a result. Pete would never forget, either.
He pressed a button on it and the display lit up. His hopes rose - then fell again. No signal. ' He scrolled through the directory until he came to his business partner Mark's name. Mark Mob. Despite the lack of a signal he pressed the dial button. Nothing happened. He tried Robbo, Pete, Luke, Josh in turn, his desperation increasing. Then he pressed the walkie-talkie button again. 'Guys! Can you hear me? ' Nothing. 13. 14. He tried to remember the last time he'd looked at it. A good two hours had passed.