Page 59 of One of Us Is Lying


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‘Arrested for what, exactly?’

‘She didn’t say.’

‘Didn’t you ask?’

Fiona arches an eyebrow. ‘Of course I asked, but she couldn’t really say anything at the time. She was in the middle of it all.’

‘So what happens now?’ I know it’s selfish, but I’m hurt that Kelly called Fiona to look after Ryan and Sonny instead of me.

‘Well…’ Fiona’s wearing a sheepish expression.

‘What?’

‘I think your brother was the arresting officer, so maybe you could give him a call and get the lowdown.’

‘Asharrested Kelly! What the hell did he think he was doing?’

‘His job, I presume.’

I scowl.

‘Sorry, but it’s true. Anyway, that’s beside the point; we have to find out what’s going on.’

‘I’ll give Ash a call, but you know what he’s like, he won’t tell me anything he’s not supposed to. It’s more than his job’s worth.’

Fiona nods in agreement. ‘Ryan and Sonny told me they had some woman staying with them – a friend, Sophie, I think her name was. Did Kelly mention anything to you about her having a friend to stay?’

‘No. I don’t know any Sophie.’

‘Me neither.’

‘Are you absolutely sure that’s her name?’

‘Definitely.’

‘What about a last name?’

Fiona shakes her head. ‘They didn’t mention a last name. But they did say that it was supposed to be a secret. They weren’t supposed to tell anyone she was staying. Kelly made them promise. In fact, they said she was staying in their attic, which is really strange, don’t you think?’

‘Very. Do you think Sophie is a criminal, and somehow Kelly’s got herself caught up in it?’

Fiona points at me. ‘Yes! You’re right. That must be it. That must be what’s happened. I knew Kelly wouldn’t have done anything illegal.’

‘But who is this Sophie? And what did she actually do?’

‘No idea.’ Fiona takes a breath. ‘Hate to say this, but it does sound just like something Kelly would do. She’s always helping people who’ve got themselves in trouble and they take advantage of her. She’s too soft-hearted for her own good.’

‘I know.’ I sigh, thinking about my own predicament and how I was coming here for the very same reason – to ask for her help. ‘What’s going to happen to her now?’

‘No idea.’ Fiona picks at her nail polish. ‘I called the station about half an hour ago, but they wouldn’t let me speak to her. They said to try again tomorrow.’

Something occurs to me. ‘Why are you here anyway? I thought you said the boys were staying at your place.’

Fiona looks away and blinks a couple of times. She looks like she might startcrying.

‘Fi? Are you okay?’

‘I’m fine,’ she snaps.