He looked down. ‘If I’m in the gym, it’s cool.’
‘And if you’re not?’
‘I get pretty angry.’
‘Angry?’
‘Furious, actually.’
She looked up to the hotel and back to Paul. ‘Were you angry on Tuesday, Paul? Is that why you didn’t attend the speeches?’
He grimaced. ‘I…’
‘Are you sure you didn’t see Jamie after four o’clock on Tuesday?’
Paul’s eyes darted quickly to the balcony then he recovered himself. ‘No. I didn’t.’
She’d lost him.
‘There’s something else I must ask you about.’
‘Of course,’ Paul said. He was relieved to be off the hook for now but Kelly logged him as a person of interest.
‘Did you know Jamie’s sister?’
‘Angelina?’
‘Yes. You knew her?’
‘Erm, kind of. I mean we had a few drinks when Jamie was in London. That kind of thing. Why?’
‘So, she had a property in London?’
‘I don’t know. Jamie was private. The last time he told me, I think she was in London, yes. Is everything OK?’
‘Angelina was staying in a hotel near here, paid for by Jamie.’
‘Really? He was incredibly generous.’
‘Her body was found on Monday. She was murdered.’
Kelly thought Paul might throw up.
It was a visceral, overwhelming and violent reaction that could have been true. It seemed natural and honest. But she had yet to decide if he was a good actor or not. Or if he’d just drunk too muchYouthBlast.
‘Do you recognise this man in the photo with her?’ she pressed on, seizing the moment.
‘Him?’
‘Yes, you know him?’
‘That’s the guy who we’re suing.’
‘The podcaster?’
‘Yes, Jesus, why is Angie with him?’
‘Angie? You knew her well?’
