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‘Give me examples.’
‘Doin’ stuff that – jus’ to ’umiliate people. Shovellin’ shit an’ cleanin’ up after them.’
‘Who’s “them”?’
‘Them. The family, the Waces.’
‘Any particular things you had to do that keep playing on your mind?’
‘All of it,’ said Reaney.
‘What d’you mean by “cleaning up” after the Waces?’
‘Jus’ – you unnerstand fuckin’ English – cleanin’ the bogs an’ stuff.’
‘Sure that’s all it was?’
‘Yeah, I’m fuckin’ sure.’
‘You were at the farm when Daiyu Wace drowned, weren’t you?’
He saw the muscles in Reaney’s jaw tighten.
‘Why?’
‘You were there, right?’
‘I slept froo the ole fuckin’ thing.’
‘Were you supposed to be in the truck that morning? With Cherie?’
‘’Oo’ve you talked to?’
‘Why does that matter?’
When Reaney merely blinked, Strike became more specific.
‘Were you supposed to be on the vegetable run?’
‘Yeah, bu’ I overslept.’
‘When did you wake up?’
‘Why’re you askin’ abou’ this?’
‘I told you, I want information. When did you wake up?’
‘I dunno. When ev’ryone was kickin’ off because the little b—’
Reaney cut himself off.
‘The little—?’ prompted Strike. When Reaney didn’t answer, he said,
‘I take it you didn’t like Daiyu?’
‘Nobody fuckin’ liked ’er. Fuckin’ spoiled fuckin’ rotten. Ask anyone ’oo was there.’
‘So you woke up when everyone was kicking off because Daiyu had disappeared?’
