<> Chapter 16 Lingard Estate 1972 Linen Hall Library Thursday, March 10, 2016 TIFF Lingard155 Manuscript Shadow, Knife English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard155 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard155_1.jpg LHL Archive 147 "Bossy this morning, aren't you?" "There's times you're needing a bit of bossing." She held the cup for him whilst he drank. His own hand shook when he tried to take it from her. "Maybe I am a bit tired," he said. Whilst he sleptshe washed Brian Raffertys' blood out of Kevin's shirt. She watched the dirty water run out down the drain. Water tinged with blood. Suddenly she felt a bit sick herself. She pushed open the window over the sink. Mr Blake was in the back garden weeding round his rose bushes. He was proud of his roses; he had told Sadie all the different names though she could not remember them. "O.K.?" he asked. She nodded. She rinsed the shirt three times in clean water, wrung it out and took it to the garden to hang up to dry. She strung it out , pegged it and stood back to examine it. Not a shadow of a stain. "I hope he hasn't killed Rafferty," she said to Mr Blake. "You don't think he would, do you?" "It's unlikely." Sadie knelt down beside him. "But he might have. You never know, Rafferty might have hit his head on the ground when he fell." "It takes a lot to kill a man." "Not always. It can happen in a second." "Only with a gun or a knife." "Kevin didn't have a knife, did he?" said Sadie slowly. "He Text