She looked disbelieving. ‘You’re going to let that bastard get away with this?’
‘I’ve no option,’ I said. ‘There’s always the chance I could fail and I’m not prepared to let that happen. Beth and Ryan still need someone around to love them.’
Millie’s head finally went down, and the relaxing of her shoulders made her look small and frail. It seemed my words had pushed through her anger and offered her something else to concentrate upon. She reached out tenderly and touched my chest. Then her fingers dropped away and she walked slowly across the green towards her house.
I didn’t follow.
My time here was over.
At least, I hoped so.
Maybe it was just the sun through the clouds, casting shadows in the alleyway across the green. For the briefest of moments, I was sure I’d caught sight of a face peering from within the darkness. But when I focused on the place, the face was gone. And so were the killer eyes I could have sworn were staring back at me.
