Page 167 of The Silent Appeal

12:07 p.m. Barry wrote:

Too late, boss. No worries I’ll style it out

Message exchange between Barry and Joyce Walford on April 28, 2025:

12:05 p.m. Barry wrote:

What’re the Digworths like?

12:06 p.m. Joyce wrote:

They buried Harry and he didn’t complain. Unlike me when I got the bill, the fucking vultures. Why?

12:08 p.m. Barry wrote:

Nothing. Forget I asked.

12:09 p.m. Barry wrote:

And don’t tell anyone else I asked either.

12:11 p.m. Joyce wrote:

I know when you’re up to something, Barry Walford. That Lucas is asking for intel.

12:12 p.m. Barry wrote:

No! It’s me. Just planning for the future, that’s all.

12:15 p.m. Joyce wrote:

You? You don’t plan beyond putting one foot in front of the other—now you’re picking out undertakers for when you pop your clogs?

12:16 p.m. Barry wrote:

Course not, Mum. It’s for when YOU pop YOUR clogs.

12:20 p.m. Joyce wrote:

You soppy bugger! You do make me laugh!

Message exchange between Nicky-Rose Dearing and Trina Neale on April 28, 2025:

1:46 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:

You’ll only be in trouble if Bridgetown police get hold of the docs.

1:53 p.m. Trina wrote:

That’s not going to happen is it? Not unless the person giving them wants to go down too.

1:54 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:

I want the money I lost BACK and in cash. It’s the price you pay for me to forget what I know and walk away.

1:55 p.m. Trina wrote:

Look, things are tricky right now, I’m working on it.