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‘Could be anyone Chippies Ps and Ds’

‘Did you get on all right with theed ‘Some’

‘But not all?’

‘Same every ti tea and reading the racing pages half the day then have a mad rush for the last couple of hours I can’t stand the ones ant to talk all the time either Or the ones with loud radios’

‘Seem to be a lot of people you can’t stand then’

‘Some’

‘What about Nick Flint and Piotr Sikorski?’

‘What about theet on with theht’

‘But you picked a fight with Flint and you were so violent Mr Sikorski had to intervene and separate you, try and calhts’

‘So what happened?’

‘Nothing reereeed

‘Are you married?’

Matt looked up in surprise ‘I was once’

‘But not now? What happened to Mrs Williaot to do with all this?’

‘Answer the question’

‘Divorced’

‘Do you have a mother?’

Silence Then, ‘No’

‘Father? Uncles and aunts?’

‘I’ve a brother in New Zealand’

‘So both parents have passed away?’

‘They’re dead, if that’s what you o?’

‘Good few years’

‘What – five, ten?’

‘Mother died when I was seven Dad when I elve If it’s any business of yours’

‘It ht you and your brother up? What’s his name by the way, your brother?’

‘Gran did’

‘Your brother’s na you up?’

‘How do you think?’

‘I don’t I’d like you to tell me’

‘She looked after us Fed us and clipped us round the ear and sent us to school Did what she had to’

‘Did you love her?’

Matt shrugged

‘Did she love you?’

‘She did the right thing by us’

‘So you don’t bear her a grudge?’

Matt Williams looked at hi have you been an electrician, Matt?’

‘Why?’

‘How long?’

‘I’ood electrician’

‘Did you do an apprenticeship?’

‘I’?’

‘Long enough Ten, twelve years I can’t remember exactly’

‘What did you do before that?’

Matt opened hisdifferent You’re, what, forty-threeso you didn’t start out as an electrician’

‘No Car

Ben Vanek leaned across the table ‘You see, what I’ is this If you’re a fully qualified electrician, been one for ten or twelve years, how coalows?’

‘I did no such thing’

‘So ere there power failures?’

‘Nothing to do withI traced it all back to a faulty laalow Mrs Sanders, the one who got bumped off, poor old lady’

‘So is that why you went back there at eight o’clock in the evening?’

‘No I went there earlier because soe I went round the other places that had people , then I went to hers, and it was her la was all wrong She switched it on and blew the whole power circuit’

‘And all the rest of the power in the other houses?’

‘You’ve got it Yes’

‘Seems a bit odd, that Didn’t it seem odd to you?’

‘Why would it? Happens every day’

‘One small lamp of – howdown the electricity in an entire row of houses?’

‘It was lethal, that laht So you sorted it out all right?’

‘I did When I left it orking fine Everywhere’

‘So why did you go back?’

Matt looked down at his hands

‘Did Mrs Sanders or soone wrong with the electrics?’

‘I couldn’t stop fretting about it That laerous, I told you She could have electrocuted herself’

‘And it was all right?’

‘It was fine’

‘Let alow Where did you go? Hall, kitchen?’

‘I went everywhere To the fuse box first – it’s in the passage, sa room?’

‘Yes’

‘Mrs Sanders’s bedroo everywhere, I just said’

‘So by the tiood idea of the layout of Mrs Sanders’s bungalow?’

‘I had that anyway, didn’t I? I mean, I’d worked on them and basically they’re all the sa to fix in youron – what are you talking about? I didn’t break in When I went in that evening, it was through the front door and she let ?’

‘Where do you keep your tools, Matt?’

‘In the van There’s some in the shed behind the house I live in, but everyday stuff I use all the tialows, they supplied all the stuff’