“Sometimes. The trouble is, they’re detached, cut off from the rest of us through what’s happened to them. They rarely have any friends and they don’t feel any sense of loyalty.”
“Isn’t it possible to help them, then?”
“They find it very hard to give love and to trust people, or to respond to such feelings in others. If you don’t give your love, then you save yourself from feeling bad if it’s rejected. That’s the real problem: they need someone to trust them and have some feeling for them, but those are the things they find it hardest to accept.”
“So it’s hopeless.”
“Often it’s too late,” Jenny said. “If they’re treated early, they can be helped, but sometimes by the time they reach their teens the pattern is so deeply ingrained it’s almost irreversible. But it’s never hopeless.” She leaned forward and put her hand on Mara’s. “It’s Paul you’re asking about, isn’t it?”
Mara withdrew sharply. “What makes you say that?”
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“Your expression, the tone of your voice. This isn’t just for some story you’re writing. It’s for real, isn’t it?”
“What if it is?”
“I can’t tell you if Paul’s a sociopath or not, Mara. I don’t know enough about him. He seems to be responding to life at the farm.”
“Oh, he is,” Mara said. “Responding, I mean. He’s got a lot more outgoing and cheerful since he’s been with us. Until these past few days.”
“Well, it’s bound to get to him, all the police attention. But it doesn’t mean anything. You don’t think he might have killed the policeman, do you?”
“You mustn’t tell anyone we’ve been talking like this,” Mara said quickly.
“Especially not Inspector Banks. All they need is an excuse to bring Paul in, then I’m sure that Burgess could force him to confess.”
“They won’t do that,” Jenny said. “You don’t have any concrete reason for thinking Paul might be guilty, do you?”
“No.” Mara wasn’t sure she sounded convincing. Things had gone too far for her, but it seemed impossible to steer back to neutral ground. “I’m just worried about him, that’s all,” she went on. “He’s had a hard life. His parents rejected him and his foster parents were cold towards him.”
“Well that doesn’t mean a lot,” Jenny said. “If that’s all you’re worried about, I shouldn’t bother yourself. Plenty of people come from broken homes and survive. It takes very special circumstances to create a sociopath. Not every ache and pain means you’ve got cancer, you know.”
Mara nodded. “I’m sorry I tried to con you,” she said. “It wasn’t fair of me.
But I feel better now. Let’s just forget all about it, shall we?”
“Okay, if you want. But be careful, Mara. I’m not saying Paul isn’t dangerous, just that I don’t know. If you do have any real suspicions…”
But Mara didn’t hear any more. The door opened and a strange-looking man walked in. It wasn’t his odd appearance that bothered her, though; it was the knife that he carried carefully in his hand. Pale and trembling, she got to her feet.
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“I’ve got to go now,” she said. “Something’s come up…. I’m sorry.” And she was off like a shot, leaving Jenny to sit and gape behind her.
Ill
“Bollocks!” said Burgess. “They’re shit-disturbers. You ought to know that by now. Why do you think they’re interested in a nuclear-free Britain? Because they love peace? Dream on, Constable.”
“I don’t know,” Richmond said, stroking his moustache. “They’re just students, they don’t know-“
“Just students, my arse! Who is it tries to bring down governments in places like Korea and South Africa? Bloody students, that’s who. Just students! Grow up. Look at the chaos students created in America over the Vietnam war-they almost won it for the commies single-handed.”
“What I was saying, sir,” Richmond went on, “is that none of them are known to be militant. They just sit around and talk politics, that’s all.”
“But Special Branch has a file on Tim Fenton.”
“I know, sir. But he’s not actually done anything.”
“Not until now, perhaps.”
“But what could he gain from killing PC Gill, sir?”
“Anarchy, that’s what.”
“With all due respect,” Banks cut in, “that’s hardly consistent. The students support disarmament, yes, but Marxists aren’t anarchists. They believe in the class-“
“I know what bloody Marxists believe in,” Burgess said. “They’ll believe in anything if it furthers their cause.”
Banks gave up. “Better have another try, Phil,” he said. “See if you can tie any of them into more extreme groups, or to any previous acts of political violence.
I doubt you’ll come up with anything Special Branch doesn’t know about already, but give it a try.”
