The Prayer of the Night Shepherd

55 Sky’s Come Down

On the TV monitor, watched by Bliss and Ben Foley, Brigid was talking about life in a detention centre for young offenders where her peers regarded her with a kind of awe.

‘I was pretty much heartbroken for months. Couldn’t talk to anybody for fear of breaking down. That was seen as me being aloof and cool and dangerous. Nothing’s ever how it looks, is it?’

Merrily, crouching next to Brigid at the desk, murmured, ‘Mark and Stuart. Did they try to rape you?’

‘Get off my back, Merrily. Why would I give the parents any reason to like evil Brigid any small amount better while thinking less of their sons?’

‘You’re not evil, Brigid.’

‘Natalie,’ Brigid said.

‘Brigid…’ Bliss was sitting on the edge of the desk. ‘Do you say anything about Dacre on this video?’

Brigid shook her head. ‘He didn’t want any of the spooky stuff.’

Merrily saw Ben Foley wince.

‘I meant his death,’ Bliss said. ‘The death that occurred not long before you recorded this.’

‘No. Of course not.’

‘All right, I’ve seen enough for now, thank you, Mr Foley. Hang on to it, though. Can you make a copy?’

‘I did that before the power went.’ Ben was looking nervous, Merrily thought, his skin pale and porous.

‘Tell me how exactly you encountered Mr Largo last night, Brigid,’ Bliss said.

‘Well… I knew he was supposed to be coming back, to shoot the White Company experiment. Antony said he’d wanted to see me again before it all got going. He said he was on his way to Stanner Hall for the White Company.’ Brigid looked apologetically at Ben. ‘Actually, I don’t think that was his intention. I don’t think he’d have come back here at all last night if the snow hadn’t made it impossible for him to get out of the valley.’

‘You’re probably right,’ Ben said. ‘He was just going through the motions. I misunderstood his glee.’

‘He said he saw me in the Daihatsu, taking the track up to Stanner,’ Brigid said. ‘But then he saw this Range Rover coming up a bit later. When he saw that it was heading the same way, he decided to wait at the bottom, near the quarry, so whoever it was wouldn’t see us together. After… what happ—’ Brigid’s face tightened. ‘After I pushed my cousin off the rocks, when I was stumbling down, Antony must’ve seen me from his Shogun, and he came out to meet me, with a torch. He said he thought he’d seen somebody falling. Next thing, we both saw Sebastian lying in the snow, and it was… you know, it was pretty obvious he was dead.’

‘What did Mr Largo say?’

‘He said, “Christ, Brigid, what’ve you done?” And I was… stunned, I suppose. It was a bad dream. To find I’d… done it again. Killed somebody. Happening just like that — so fast, so unstoppable. You’re looking round to see if the world’s the same place you were in a few minutes ago. It’s like the whole sky’s come down on you. Like all the sides of everything are coming in on you. You can’t believe it happened, you want to turn time back. You can hardly breathe.’

She’s talking about the first time. Merrily’s fingers were clasped around the pectoral cross.

‘I really didn’t hate him, I pitied him. And there he was, killed so quick. Here one minute and ranting… and then just a piece of bloody meat. And you think… how can it—? And… and then you turn around and all your future’s gone as well.’

Bliss said softly, ‘And Mr Largo said… what?’

‘He said, “Oh my, Brigid, you’re in the shit here.” ’

‘He didn’t ask you what happened?’

‘He just said that. And then he said best not to go too near. He said I was obviously in shock. We moved the Daihatsu back to near the roadside, and he took me back to the Shogun and drove me off up towards Presteigne or somewhere. We went into this fairly big pub I’d never been in before, where there were quite a few people, and he found us a table by the fire and he bought us brandies. And he was trying to explain how it was going to be if they got me for this… like if they got me. I knew it was as good as all over, and I was hardly listening, just sitting there in front of that fire, thinking about Jeremy back at The Nant and his fire. That lovely fire. Thinking we’d never sit in front of that again, together. Thinking about Clan, what was going to happen to her now. Thinking how, when the Social Services got hold of her, there’d be nobody who could remotely understand what she was carrying around, and Clan, she doesn’t help herself, you know?’

‘He was right, though,’ Bliss said. ‘You were in a mess.’

‘He said, “Look, I want to help. I’m not going to tell you there’s nothing in it for me, that it’s any kind of selfless act, but I’m willing to up the percentage considerably.” And I’m like, “What’s the use of that, you can’t have a murderer taking a cut, there’s some law against it.” And he said no, the money would go to Clancy, in trust, or whatever. However I wanted to do it.’

‘And now the money you didn’t care about, suddenly that was meaningful.’

‘It was meaningful because I haven’t really got any money. I’ve got a farm and a man who belongs to it, so I haven’t got a farm to sell. And to keep Clan out of the System, that would take big money, to pay for somebody…’

Bliss glanced down at Merrily, then back at Brigid.

‘So you agreed.’

‘He said he had a contract already made up and he’d make some quick changes and put his signature to them, and that would legally oblige him to pay a third of the action to Clancy. He took the contract out of his pocket and he put it on the table in the pub. It looked legit, but how would I know? What was I going to do here? What would you do?’ Brigid did a swift sweep of faces, her hair swinging. ‘Any of you?’

‘So you recorded the interview.’

‘He said if we didn’t do it now, it’d be down the pan… which was pretty obvious. So we drove into New Radnor, and we parked off the bypass, which was still pretty clear, and he set up a camera with a light inside the Shogun. He had two cameras going — one he held, the other on a short tripod in the back of the car, shooting like a profile of my face. He had loads of batteries and stuff, and he clipped a personal microphone to my coat and we… we just recorded it in one go.’

Like it was being done at gunpoint, Merrily thought.

‘I just babbled on, I wasn’t really thinking about what I was saying. He asked questions and I just said the first things that came into my head, except when he asked about Mark and Stuart and I just said I hadn’t got anything to say about that. We must’ve gone on for nearly an hour and a half, with a couple of breaks so he could move the car a bit to stop us getting blocked in by the snow.’

‘And you were sworn to secrecy about when it was done?’ Bliss said.

‘He said it had to be kept under wraps or we wouldn’t make a fraction of the money. He said he’d be compromised if it came out he was a witness to the murder.’

‘Interesting,’ Bliss said. ‘What would this be worth, Mr Foley?’

‘A lot. Even now, Brigid Parsons is still big box office. Brigid Parsons back in the headlines with — I’m sorry — another conviction for a similar crime would be huge. Mega.’

‘Even an interview knocked off in a car?’

‘Makes no difference these days. You can get perfect quality anywhere. Gives it more of a sense of authenticity. By the time he’s dressed it up with other interviews, old news footage, comments from a shrink — you’ve got to have a shrink these days, and most of them will say whatever you want. Yeah, he’s looking at big bucks. Enormous bucks.’

Merrily said, ‘So how important would it be for Brigid to have done another murder?’

‘Like I said — mega. Court case of the year. Questions asked in Parliament about the monitoring of