A fantastic story with a mixture of rollercoaster things going on. A homeless woman sees a man throw a head into the Thames from the top of a bridge. Daniel, a criminal lawyer suspects his wife is having an affair.
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“I was on the bridge when I saw it.”
“Which bridge would this have been? And what time of day?”
“Tower Bridge. It was late. And I saw a man with a carrier bag. I was kipping down, you know how it is. But he looked suspicious.”
The way she said this last word, it would have rhymed with fishes. And her eyes briefly went from one side to the other, a recognition perhaps she hadn’t quite nailed the pronunciation. “What happened next?”
“Well, he takes this head out of a bag and throws it off the bridge.”
“What do you mean, he take’s this head out of the bag?”
“I mean a head. It had long hair this golden colour” she said this wishfully, as if it would be nice to have golden hair. “And then he threw it.” She mimed throwing the head with two hands, like a footballer taking a throw-in. “He threw a head off the bridge?”Barbara couldn’t wait to tell her colleague about this one. “It’s not funny young lady,” the woman said.
“All right shall we start from the beginning? With your name and date of birth?”
“Jackie Levine. Twenty-fourth November, nineteen forty-eight.”
They went through the whole story again with Barbara taking notes as best as she could, pressing the woman for clarity. She didn’t get a good look at the man, she said. But on the other hand, she would definitely recognise him again. Without a shadow of doubt. She said twice, sounding pleased with the phrase.
“And is there any reason why you didn’t report this earlier?” Barbara asked.
“I just didn’t get round to it.”
“Well thank you for getting round to it now.”
The comment was meant to be ironic, but the woman smiled, exposing two missing teeth at the front.
“No problem love. Now I don’t suppose you have one of them nice cells free this evening?”
You simply have to read on it’s such a brilliant novel. One not to be missed!