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• Author: Sarah Moorhead
• Language: English
• Genre: Medical Thrillers
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Present day
This was not the way Brian Corrigan had expected to die.
For a long time, years possibly, at the back of his mind there had been the
worry that he’d fade away in hospital from some awful cancer, with
ineffective pain relief and pretty nurses who would remind him of what he
was leaving behind.

There had once been the possibility that he might die peacefully at home
in bed surrounded by his family. But that was never going to happen
because Paula had gone before him – he’d been a widower for almost
twenty years – and the kids never bloody bothered.
In fact, Brian Corrigan had had years to ponder his own demise. At his
age, a ripe old ninety-three – seven years off a century! – who wouldn’t
have wondered how it was going to end? And, of course, after he lost his
beloved Paula to heart failure – he could still remember the face of the
doctor as he broke the news – death had been something never far from his
mind. Something he might even welcome.

But not like this, so untidy, so… violent.
He briefly pondered how his body might be found and thought about the
indignity of it all – on a blood-soaked pillow in his pale-blue striped
pyjamas, the covers turned down on the opposite side of the bed, just like
every night since his wedding day – seventy years ago next year! – as
though Paula would wander up after her programme was finished and get in
beside him like she used to, smelling of Shalimar perfume and Aquafresh.
How had it come to this? His failing hearing had not alerted him as the
man had broken in, crept up the stairs, entered his bedroom. Brian had
woken, confused and afraid, a figure looming over his bed.

How could it be that so suddenly, it seemed, he was no longer the strong
young builder with the capacity to kick the fella’s arse. Instead, here he
was, a frail scarecrow, all that time and strength just drained away like sand
in a glass timer.

These had been his thoughts as he’d offered the intruder money, held it
out in his gnarled, liver-spotted fist. He always kept some under his
mattress. He didn’t trust those strange machines and automated bank clerks.
Most people only used swipe cards and biochips these days. Surely cash
was needed if someone wanted to buy drugs?
But the man wouldn’t take the money.

‘What do you want? What do you want?’ Brian kept asking, until it
became a bleating cry of fear. Initially buffered by shock, his musings
finally gave way to panic.

‘What do you want? I’m an old man! Don’t hurt me!’
But the burglar didn’t speak at all.
Brian could feel the tears wetting his crinkled cheeks, thankfully blurring
the vision of the wooden bat moving towards him. He raised his shrivelled
hands, impotent.

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