“But that doesn’t mean he knows who you are. Maybe he just got bored.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?”
“What makes you think he knows who you are?”
“He asked me a load of personal questions about all my favourite things.”
“And?”
“It was a carbon copy of an interview I did two years ago.”
“Fuck! Why did you answer them honestly?”
“Because I’m an idiot and didn’t realise what he was doing.”
“Do you think he took screenshots of your responses so he can go to the press?”
“Well, I do now. Thanks for that, Derek.”
“Do you know anything about Milo?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, have you vetted him? Found out where he lives? Who with? Who he works for?”
“He lives in Camden with three other guys, one of them he’s known since university, and he works as a PA.”
“Wow. You two didn’t just fuck, then?”
“That’s why I don’t understand this,” said Edward, his voice raised. He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. “Why couldn’t he at least talk to me?”
“Maybe he’s a leftie, and he can’t be seen fraternising with the enemy.”
Edward couldn’t help but snort. The idea had crossed his mind, but he didn’t believe Milo was that superficial. From the conversations they’d had, he knew Milo was an intellectual guy who’d be open to different points of view.
“It could be personal,” said Derek.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if he’s part of the community, and being the age he is, he’ll have people close to him who are affected by what you’re supposed to have said.”
Edward was puzzled for a second before the reality sank in. His entire body flooded with rage, and all he could think about was punching William Hargreaves in the face.
“Look, before you act on that murderous look you’ve got on your face, will you let me do some digging on Milo? Just so we have all the bases covered.”
“You mean you haven’t already?”
“No, not without your permission.”
“Can you get contact details for him as well?”
“Really? You insult me, Eddie.”
Edward laughed. Derek was a very resourceful man, and would get him whatever he wanted to know about Milo if he asked, but he didn’t want to invade his privacy.
“Let’s not go digging too far, Derek. Just do your own digging rather than using your guy.”
“You’ve gotten boring in your old age.”
