trainers’ bar with his friends. I went to the marquee. It’s a trick known to all the lads. Parties of race-goers get drinking at tables and then someone hears an announcement about the next race and they’re up and away. Some carry their drinks with them, but not all. Plenty of glasses get left behind more than half full. If you don’t mind drinking from someone else’s glass, you’ve got it made. Pimm’s, champagne, G &T – take your choice. I picked up some drink or other and looked up and this gorgeous babe was smiling at me.’
‘She was already there?’
‘Standing alone by another table. I could see straight away she was older than me, in her twenties, and she wasn’t dressed up for the racing like most women are. She was in jeans and some kind of top. They wouldn’t let someone into the premier enclosure dressed like that at most courses, but this was an evening meeting at Lansdown and they’re not too strict there. I went over and introduced myself and she was great – friendly, ready for a chat, standing really close to me. I couldn’t believe my luck.’
‘Did she give her name?’
‘Yes. I could tell she was a foreigner by the accent. I asked if Nadia was a Russian name and she laughed and said not in her case and we had a bit of a guessing game and she still didn’t actually say which country it was. She’d been in Bath for a week or two and was in lodgings at Swainswick, down in the valley. She’d come to the races because she loved horses.’
‘So you told her about Hang-glider?’
‘Well, I wanted to impress her, didn’t I? I wasn’t sure if she’d seen me doing my lap of honour bit in front of the crowd and it turned out she hadn’t. I told her about my job and my dad and she said would I mind showing her this famous horse. The way she said it, curving her mouth, I took as a coded way of saying she fancied me. I gulped down my drink as if it was water. Outside, she slipped her hand round my arm and I thought I’d got it made. The horsebox was parked some way out on the grass at the end of the enclosure, well away from the crowds. I playfully told her it would cost her a kiss to see Hang-glider and she laughed and took me into a clinch right away.’ He released a sharp breath at the memory. ‘I don’t know where she learned how to kiss like that.’
Diamond refrained from telling him. ‘Did it go any further?’
‘I’m coming to that. At this stage she wanted to get inside the horsebox. I unlocked and helped her up. The box was small compared to some of them, what we called a two-box, with room for a second horse. I wondered if Hang-glider would get nervous, but he didn’t. He let her stroke his neck and feed him some titbits. It was obvious she was used to horses, like she claimed. She said he was adorable and she’d really give anything to work with him, and then repeated the word “anything” in a way that left no doubt what she really meant. I was in two minds then.’
‘Nervous, you mean?’
‘Right. I stalled a bit, and told her he was being sold for stud.’
‘What did she say to that?’
‘She didn’t mind. What she really wanted was a job with horses.’ ‘She told you that?’
‘Asked me straight out if I could help her get work with my father. I said it wasn’t so easy and he liked his stable lads to have the right paperwork and serve an apprenticeship. She didn’t let up at all and said she’d sign anything. I was getting jumpy, thinking what my dad would make of this. Then she turned away from the horse and said something about persuading me and the next thing she was kissing me again and groping me at the same time. I’d had girlfriends before and done some heavy petting but none of them had made the first move.’ He glanced at Paul Gilbert. ‘You know what I mean? I was really turned on.’
Gilbert nodded as if from a rich store of experience.
Diamond asked, ‘Where did you do it? In the horsebox, with the horse beside you?’
‘No, we used the front cab. Plenty of room in there.’
‘Locking the box first?’
‘You’re damn right. My dad would have roasted me if I’d put the horse at risk. Even with the offer of sex, I thought of that.’ He looked down at the empty coffee cup. ‘So I did it with Nadia and it was sensational. The first time I’d gone the whole way. You’ve probably worked that out. You’ve got to remember I was just a kid.’
And she was a professional, Diamond thought, and stopped himself saying it. ‘What happened after?’
‘She said some stuff about how good I was. How good! I shudder to think what I was really like. In the same breath she told me I could have her any way I wanted if I persuaded my dad to give her a job.’
‘What did you say to that?’
‘I don’t remember. By this time I’d had my big moment and the excitement was turning to panic. All I could think about was how to get out of this without Dad finding out.’
The account rang true. Diamond had listened with understanding – and it wasn’t just because Chaz was a brother officer. He had chastening memories of his own initiation into full sex as a teenager, woefully inept. But the empathy only went so far. All the elements for an unpremeditated killing were present here: the powerful youth, eager for sex without a thought of what it might cost him; the ex-prostitute desperate for a new start; and the domineering father terrifying the boy.
‘How did you deal with it?’ he asked, uncertain of what was to come.
‘Not well. I couldn’t just ask her to clear off. I played for time, telling her I’d try and work it with my dad if she’d come to Lambourn in a week or two. She got a bit stroppy, saying that was no bloody use because she didn’t have the money to get there and didn’t know where it was. She needed to meet my father now – the same evening. Time was going on and I was shit-scared he’d suddenly appear and find me with her in the cab. I told her I’d better go off and talk to him right away. She wanted to wait inside the cab, but I persuaded her that wasn’t a good idea. I locked everything up and left her waiting outside.’
‘You went back to the race meeting?’
‘The races were well over by then and it was getting dark. Most people were leaving. Dad was always one of the last to go home. He was still in the bar with a few of his cronies. He doesn’t actually drink much. It’s the shop- talk he likes. I wasn’t in any hurry to root him out of there.’
‘You had a problem on your hands.’
‘Did I just! I was hoping she’d get tired of waiting and simply walk away. A bit unrealistic.’
‘Totally, I’d say, knowing her situation. Did you go back to her?’
‘No.’
Diamond leaned closer. ‘Is that the truth, Chaz?’
‘Gospel. I hung about for almost another hour. Finally Dad came out and he was in quite a good mood.’
‘Did you tell him about Nadia?’
‘No chance. I was hoping she’d given up and left. If she hadn’t, I was counting on Dad to deal with her. He can shoot anyone down in flames. She might have decided she wouldn’t want to work for a mean sod like him.’
‘I doubt it. What happened next?’
Chaz shrugged. ‘You know, don’t you? Dad and I returned to the horsebox and found it broken into and Hang- glider gone. The sky fell in on us.’
‘Was Nadia there?’
He opened both hands. ‘Gone. I’ve never seen her since.’
Was it staged, or could he be believed? The gesture was a touch too contrived, Diamond thought, but then Chaz had no doubt been visualising the impression he would make.
‘Your father said you alerted racecourse security.’
‘Yes, it was mayhem. Cars, vans and horseboxes leaving. Searches at the exits. People getting angry, wanting to leave. Whoever had done it had got clean away before the search began. They should have contacted the police and made road blocks, but they didn’t. The racing world likes to handle its own wrongdoings.’
‘Do you think Nadia was in on it?’
He shook his head. ‘I’ve thought about it many times. I was fearful that she’d tricked me. I can’t see how.’
‘Is it possible the box was broken into while the pair of you were making love in the cab?’
‘No. We’d have heard. You can hear any move the horse makes. Besides, I checked that the door was locked. I swear it. Even with the offer of sex I couldn’t forget I was responsible for Hang-glider.’ ‘And after? You didn’t unlock the box for any reason?’
He shook his head. ‘Everything was secure when I left Nadia there. Anyway, the door was forced by the robbers, which proves it had been locked.’
‘You know what really happened – that Nadia was murdered?’ He swallowed hard. ‘I do now.’
