The Nothing Girl Part 40

I wasnt sure Francesca was hearing any of this. I could sympathise. I was having problems too.

'Jenny, I am sorry to say this to you, but your money is nearly gone. That is the one reason they let you marry Russell. Having done that, they sowed as many public seeds as they could your suspicious accidents, the rumour you were being abused by your husband. The mysterious food poisoning that affected no one else. Most of Rushford is convinced Russell is trying to kill you for your money. And Russell, of course, big idiot that he is, played right into their hands. Every time.

'Jenny, said Aunt Julia, with a huge effort. 'I dont know how you can listen to this. After everything weve done for you ...

'Oh, for G.o.ds sake, Julia, shouted Russell. 'Give it up. Youve done nothing for her. Youve isolated her, denied her a normal life, and frightened her with stupid stories about having to live in a "special place". Youve stolen from her, poisoned her, undermined her, your stupid son almost killed her it just goes on and on. So shut up about the benefits supposedly showered on her over the years, or Ill take that coil of wire and go straight to the police right now. And Mrs Crisp has Jennys gla.s.s, too. And the contents. After you tried to blame her for Jennys poisoning, she doesnt love you any more than I do.

Controlling trembling lips, Aunt Julia tried again. 'I think you forget, Russell, Francesca and I were in this very house yesterday when you tried to ...

'I told you, the tea was fine, he said with contempt. The whole thing was to frighten you into thinking that maybe I was trying to do away with your niece. That I did have designs on her money, after all. How scared were you then, Julia? Scared enough to go straight back to Richard and organise yourselves an invite to dinner tonight. So you could have another go. One last effort to get Jenny back and send me down.

'Youre a ruthless b.i.t.c.h, Julia. You dropped oil on the stairs for Jenny to slip on. And she nearly caught you. You had to turn around and pretend to be coming up the stairs. I give you credit for genuine shock afterwards. She came a right cropper, didnt she? Right in front of your eyes. All thanks to you. And so neatly mopped up afterwards, as you supposedly clutched your hankie in shock. Did you think I wouldnt recognise the smell of linseed oil? Clever of you to use something half Rushford knew Id bought the day before. Thanks to the very public scene you organised. From a woman famous for avoiding public unpleasantness? You really overdid it there, didnt you?

I couldnt help it. A stupid, dry sob forced itself up through my chest. Andrew took my hand again, saying quietly, 'Nearly done, Jenny, I promise you. Nearly done.

Tanya dumped her briefcase on the table, pulling out doc.u.ments.

'I will tell you now of the offer Russell will make to you. I will tell you this only once. If you refuse he we will go to the police with the gla.s.s, the contents, the wire, and certain financial statements which you will not wish made public.

'Youre bluffing, said Uncle Richard.

'I think, said Andrew, suddenly looking very like Russell, 'that when you admitted you and Miss Bauer were professionally acquainted, you a.s.sumed she was a solicitor, like yourself. Im afraid we allowed you to continue with that a.s.sumption. Actually, Miss Bauer is a forensic accountant. And shes good. Shes very, very good. Would you like to see the statements?

Uncle Richard made an abrupt gesture.

Tanya continued.

'This doc.u.ment transfers owners.h.i.+p of Christophers business to Jenny. After all, she has probably bought it many times over the years. The agreement covers the business, stock, and premises.

'Not the premises.

Most definitely the premises. The only reason you have been propping him up over the years. When the new shopping area happens ... she tailed away. 'Now. Sign.

Aunt Julia was distraught. 'Not Christophers business. Richard, you cant. What will he do?

Russell spoke with ma.s.sive restraint. 'Let me put this in terms you can understand, Richard. You will sign Christophers worthless business and the building, because that does have value over to Jenny, now, tonight, or Tanya hands the whole file over to her boss. The police are involved. Youre ruined and go to prison. Julia is ruined and goes to prison. Christopher is ruined and goes to prison. Francesca is just ruined. Your business, your reputation, everything will be gone by this time tomorrow. And Ill do it, Richard. Ill bring you down with more pleasure than anything Ive done in my entire life. So sign. Now.

'No, said Aunt Julia, shrilly. 'Its Christophers.

'Very well. I must admit sending you all to prison was always my first choice. Tanya ...

She began to put the papers away.

Uncle Richard said quietly, 'Ill do it.

She pa.s.sed him the doc.u.ment and he signed. Christopher signed. Kevin and Mrs Crisp witnessed.

'And now, said Russell, between his teeth, 'get that tosspot out of here before I break his neck.

Kevin yanked Christopher from his seat and hustled him out of the room. I remembered afterwards that hed never said a word the whole time. He rarely did, but Christopher had more impact on that evening than everyone else in the room.

Francesca dragged big, frightened eyes away from Russell to Daniel and said, 'Daniel. Yes.

'Good girl, he said, taking her hand.

Russell had more to say.

'Im not finished with you yet, Richard. You will retire. You have one year. One year to sell up practice, house, everything, and clear out of Rushford. You will sign over one half of the proceeds to Jenny as reparation and well let you leave quietly. Otherwise ...

I dont think Aunt Julia quite understood the implications. She turned angrily to Russell.

'But that would leave us with barely anything. Where would we go?

'Who cares?

'Jenny, you cant ...

'I told you. Leave her alone. Shes nothing to do with you any longer.

Uncle Richard said again, 'Shut up, Julia. One third, Russell. You take one third and we go quietly.

'Done. Sign here.

He did.

'Now get out.

Aunt Julia still hadnt given up. 'We never meant to kill anyone. We certainly never meant to kill Jenny. You must believe that. When Christopher ... well, we were horrified. If shed just lived quietly with us, she could have had a nice life. Secure, protected. We took her into our own home. We looked after her.

'Not a home a prison. Jenny, theres nothing wrong with you. I keep telling you, but youre so brainwashed ... You have a bit of a stutter and the self-esteem of a tea bag. Thats all. Theres absolutely no reason in the world why you cant live a normal life. This threat thats been held over your head is as I think I once told you utter b.o.l.l.o.c.ks. They used it to control you. And the longer you stayed, the less likely you were to leave. Or want to. And everyone just accepted it you, your school, everyone in Rushford. They all thought you were little Jenny Dove, not quite right, poor thing, who lives with her kind aunt and uncle. And if I hadnt come along I mean, I saw at a glance that ...

Andrew said, 'Russ ...

He stopped. Took a deep breath. Got control.

'Julia, get out. Before I become violent.

Her face changed. I would not have known her.

'You stupid, stupid girl. From the moment they dumped you on me I knew you were trouble. Never speaking. Always watching. And you had the money while my own bright, beautiful children ... Its not as if you ever needed it. You werent doing anything with your life. All you had to do was live with us. It wasnt so much to ask.

'Richard, shut her up.

'Who were you compared with us? Youre nothing. Thats how I always think of you. The nothing girl. I blame you, Russell. You cause trouble wherever you go. Your father killed his wife. Why shouldnt you have done the same?

Without warning, Uncle Richard wheeled on her. 'Julia. Be silent. I forbid you to say another word. Does it not occur to you they may be recording this?

'But, Richard ...

'Shut. Up.

The words reverberated with barely-restrained ferocity. I stared at him in shock. Where was the Uncle Richard Id known? Where had he gone? The answer was, of course, that he had never been there. That was just the face he had chosen to show to the world. And me. I felt sick when I thought of his false kindness, his concern, and all this time ...

It was time I said something. Because all right, theyd had a go at me, but Russell was the one whod really been in danger. It was Russell whose life would have been ruined. For the second time. I dont know what happened. And I dont know why it happened then. I only know, that suddenly, without any warning I found my voice.

'Get out. Get out of our house. Both of you. It makes me sick just to have you here. You called me a nothing girl. Well, this nothing girl despises you. Id rather be nothing and loved by Russell Checkland than anything else on earth. You would have ruined his life and hes so much better than you. Hes kind and generous and pa.s.sionate and everything youre not. He will be a great painter one day. And and he goes like a train.

Aunt Julias face twitched with disgust.

I picked up steam.

'And Ill tell you this for nothing. You will leave Rushford and you will never come back. Russell might be content with seeing you all in prison, but hes a much nicer person than I am. I swear, if I ever see any of you again I will end you.

Those final words throbbed with a pa.s.sion I didnt know I possessed.

Andrew laughed. 'Congratulations, Russ. You told me she was a winner.

I turned to him. 'Did he?

'Several times. G.o.d, Jenny, the nights Ive had to spend listening to him boring on about you ...

'Yes, thank you, Andrew, said Russell. 'Why are you still here?

'For the food, of course. Can we get rid of the peasants and eat, please?

'Of course. Kevin, show this crowd out. Franny, youre welcome to stay if you want. You cant help your ghastly relatives.

She said automatically, 'Dont call me Franny.

'Take them out through the kitchen, Kev. I dont want anything getting in the way of their hasty departure. Jenny, I dont know what youre doing down that end of the table with Andrew. You deserve better than that. Come and sit up here with me.

I never actually saw Aunt Julia and Uncle Richard leave. I sat by Russell and he held both my hands. Theyd been the most important people in my life for so long and when I looked up, they were gone.

He said, 'I should apologise. For yesterday.

'Its all right.

'No, its not. If you could have seen the look on your face I nearly kicked it all into touch there and then. I almost gave you a heads-up at the top of the stairs, but ... And then all I could do was make sure you were never alone, or that if you were then I was miles away. With witnesses. And hope you put it all together.

'It took a while for my brain to start moving again, but I got there.

'And Im so sorry about tonight, but I had to force the issue. I had to frighten the pair of them into making a move. In front of witnesses. But youre safe now. I promise you, Jenny ...

But I never found out what he was promising me.

The door crashed open and Kevin raced back into the room, his face as white as his s.h.i.+rt.

'The stables are on fire.

Chapter Fifteen.

In a second, Russells face lost all colour. This was his worst nightmare come true. He shot to his feet with such force that his chair flew backwards.

'Andrew!

'With you, mate.

They scrambled to the door. Kevin was already gone.

To my surprise, Daniel Palmer was on his feet as well. We gained two good friends that night.

He said, 'Francesca, stay here, but she ignored him, following us all out. Russell fired off instructions.

'Mrs Crisp ring the fire brigade. Tell them we have horses. They need to know. Kevin get the hose. Dont try anything yourself. Just wait for me. Sharon get buckets. Jenny close the gate.

I nodded. Horses hate fire. They fear it. Theyre terrified of it. The last thing we needed was panicking horses bolting through the gate and getting involved with traffic down in the village.

We grabbed old coats and followed them out into the yard just in time to see Andrew follow Russell into the stables, Daniel and Kevin close behind.

It was a nightmare. Not just Russells nightmare everyones nightmare. Billowing smoke, pale in the darkness, thick and pungent made the familiar unfamiliar. Strange shapes loomed and vanished, giving the whole scene the appearance of a stop-start movie.

I stood, disbelieving. This could not be happening. We had thought it was all over, but Christopher who else? had struck at us one last time. Beside me, Tanya muttered something bad in German.

I set off across the yard to secure the gate. Once done, I had time to look around. It wasnt the stables after all. The smoke came from the barn next door. Where we stored the feed. Horribly inflammable hay and straw. And Christophers coil of wire. The bad taste in my mouth was not entirely due to the acrid smoke.

I waited impatiently. They seemed to have been in the stables an awfully long time. I was tempted to go over myself, but there were four of them in there already and the pa.s.sage was narrow. More bodies would not be helpful. Sick with dread, I stood by the gate on legs that were not completely mine and waited.

I knew what the problem would be. It would be Marilyn. Donkeys have more sense than horses. They do not flee blindly. Faced with peril, they stand still and have a bit of a think. People think theyre stubborn, but actually, theyre very sensible. Although not that sensible. She would be standing, stock still, while the stable filled with smoke from next door, the flames spread, the roof came down ... I shook myself. That would not happen. Russell would not let that happen. Not tonight. Not after everything that had happened. We couldnt lose everything now. Russell would Russell would burn to death, or be crushed by a falling building, or trampled by stampeding horses. Russell could die tonight. Along with my confidence, my hopes for the future everything I ever wanted. And without him, his strength, his belief in me, Julia and Richard would be back. I could hear it now. 'Poor Jenny. What a tragedy. Such a shock for her. I dont think sh.e.l.l ever get over it, you know. And who would believe me? And Andrew might die too. And Daniel. Or Kevin. I felt hot panic eat away at the edges of my mind. The urge to do something. Anything.

I let go of the gate and started across the yard. Tanya caught my arm. 'No. No, Jenny. You must leave them. It is not allowed that you go in there.

She was right. Its easy to get involved in a catastrophe and make things worse. The hard part is to stand back and do nothing. She rubbed my arm. 'Leave it to Andrew and Russell.

Finally, Daniel Palmer appeared through the smoke, leading a slow-moving Thomas. I heard Francesca catch her breath on a sob, but Thomas limped gamely through the murk. He was sweating and trembling, but by Frogmorton standards, as calm as a rock.

Daniel called, 'Jenny! and I ran forward to take Thomas. 'Russell says get him into the field. He may try to run back in again.

I nodded. Horses do this, as well. They feel safe in their stable its their home and, when threatened, thats where they run to. Even if its on fire at the time.

I led Thomas away. I heard Francesca shout, 'Daniel! but he turned away, put his hands on his knees, drew a couple of breaths, and went straight back in again.

I shouted at Francesca to open the gate into the field. She ran clumsily. Manolo Blahniks. Good old Franny.