*I was thinking more of year eleven,' Mason offered. *Andrew Latham in particular.'

*You'll have to get in the queue if you want to string him up, my friend.'

Holmes sipped at his coffee, winced and nodded in the direction of the staff room door.

*Fancy a walk?' he asked. *I haven't had a smoke since this morning and if you light up in here then you instantly become more of a health threat than the bubonic plague.' He gestured towards some of the other teachers in the room. *Most are non-smokers. I'm one of the few who's still happy to wave the flag as a social pariah. I'd give up too but I'm terrified of becoming like them.'

Mason grinned.

*Follow me,' Holmes instructed. *Our vice has been catered for.'

The two men walked out into the corridor, past several locked classroom doors and out into the late afternoon air, emerging in a high-walled garden that sported several heavy wooden benches and tables.

*Our faults are well hidden here,' he remarked, gesturing to the towering walls around them. *God forbid any of the little darlings should see we suffer from such common failings.Though I dread to think what some of them get up to in their rooms when backs are turned and the lights are out.'

Mason smiled warmly, already impressed with his new colleague.

Holmes reached into his jacket pocket and retrieved a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up with his disposable lighter. He offered one to Mason who took it gratefully, taking a deep drag on it.

The two men walked across to the nearest wooden bench and sat down.

*There are others who are as addicted as we,' Holmes told him with mock disdain. *But they try to hide it. Some are ashamed to show their weakness. Unlike me. And, also, apparently, you, o blessed newcomer.'

Mason's grin widened.

*How long have you taught here?' he wanted to know.

*Since dinosaurs ruled the car park,' Holmes breathed. *A long, long time. I came here from university about thirty-five years ago and I've been here ever since. I'm one of the longest-serving members of staff, so I'm told. The headmaster usually informs people of that fact when introducing me. As if merely surviving for that amount of time in this establishment is worthy of praise.'

*And is it?'

*To some.'

They sat in silence for a moment, comfortable with the solitude around them and with each other's company.

*You mentioned Andrew Latham inside,' Mason said, finally. *What do you know about him?'

*What do I need to know? He comes from money. His family are rich and Master Latham is never slow to remind people of that fact. But he wouldn't be the only one here like that. He's an irritatingly intelligent little bastard and he knows it. Be careful with him.'

*You're not the first one to warn me about him. Kate Wheeler told me to keep an eye on him and his little group.'

*Ah, the ethereal Miss Wheeler,' Holmes said, smiling wryly. *Our Gaelic temptress from the Emerald Isle. She's a lovely woman. If I was twenty years younger and she wasn't so choosy I may well be interested myself. Caught your eye, has she? You wouldn't be the first.'

*She is very attractive if that doesn't sound too unprofessional, talking about colleagues that way,' Mason admitted.*And she's been very friendly. She called in over the weekend to help me move in.'

*Of course, you've got the cottage?'

*Do you live at the school?'

*Yes. I reside as a prisoner in this place where I am employed.'

*After thirty-five years, there can't be much that goes on here that you don't know about.'

Holmes shrugged.

*It's hard to avoid some of what happens, my friend,' he said, quietly.

*How well did you know Simon Usher? The guy I replaced. No one seems to want to talk about him.'

Again Holmes shrugged.

*A personable enough young man,' he began.

*Why did he leave?' Mason enquired.

*If I knew I'd tell you. I saw him two days before he left. He told me he wanted to speak to me about something but he wouldn't be specific as far as the subject.'

*I found some of his things in the cellar of the cottage when I was moving in. There were photos and letters too. Boxes and boxes full of stuff.'

*Such as?'

*You can have a look if you want to. You can walk down to the cottage with me later and I'll show it to you.'

Holmes nodded and got to his feet.

*There you are.'

The voice made both men turn and, as they did, they saw Nigel Grant advancing towards them. The headmaster's smile faded slightly when he saw that Holmes was in the process of stubbing out his cigarette.

*Excuse me, Richard,' Grant said. *I wanted to speak to our new addition about his first day, gather his impressions and see how he's settling in.'

*Be my guest, Headmaster,' Holmes announced. *I have work to do anyway.'

*What about that drink?' Mason said, raising his eyebrows as he looked at the retreating English teacher.

*You can come down to the cottage tonight about eight if you want to.'

Holmes nodded.

*Yes, our drink,' he intoned. *I'll certainly take you up on that offer.' Behind Grant's back he raised his thumb conspiratorially before saying goodbye to the headmaster and disappearing back through the door leading from the high-walled garden.

*Good to see you making friends with the other staff, Peter,' Grant enthused. *Richard's one of our more senior staff. I'm sure he'll be able to help you with any aspect of life and work here at Langley Hill.'

*That's what I'm hoping,' Mason said.

55.

*If my boss sees me I'll get the sack.'

Charlotte Stone stood beside the table inside the Cottage Loaf cafe, looking down helplessly at Frank Coulson.

*I need to speak to you, Charlotte,' Coulson explained. *I saw the e-mails you sent to Amy just before she died. I saw the videos.' He sighed deeply, almost painfully.*I know what happened. I need you to tell me why and how it happened.'

*Mr Coulson, I can't sit and talk to you,' Charlie said, looking over her shoulder in the direction of the counter. *I'm not allowed to. I'm supposed to be working.'

*Have you had your break yet?

She looked bemused for a moment.

*You're entitled to a break, aren't you?' Coulson persisted. *Well, take it now. If anyone asks, tell them you're having your break. You're having a coffee and you're having it with me.' He looked up imploringly at her. *Please, Charlie.'

She hesitated a moment then sat down at the table beside him. She put down her order pad, rolled up the sleeves of her tight white blouse and sat forward.

*What do you want to know?' she asked.

*Who's Andrew Latham?' Coulson enquired.

*He goes to Langley Hill, you know that posh boarding school just outside Walston.'

*How did Amy know him?' Coulson continued.

*Him and his mates they come into the town quite a bit, like a lot of those snotty kids do. Some of them are all right but they're a bit stuck up. Think they're better than us.' She smiled humourlessly. *Amy and I were out one Saturday night. We were having a drink in a pub and Latham and some of the others came in and started talking to us.'

*Which pub?' Coulson interrupted.

*The Vine. Latham said he always goes in there. They have live music on Saturday nights.'

*I know the one,' Coulson interjected again. *Was that the first time you'd met him?'

Charlie nodded.

*He seemed all right,' she went on. *He was chatting to us and he had two girls with him, really pretty girls. They were dressed in designer stuff and they were telling us about their lives when they were at home and where they went for their holidays and all that. We thought it was great. Really interesting. Nothing like our lives.' She smiled thinly, almost sadly. *They stayed with us all night, buying us drinks and that. We agreed to meet up with them there the next week.That was when Latham invited us to this party he said they were having up at the school.'

Coulson listened intently.

*He told us that they could do what they liked up there as long as they didn't disturb the teachers,' Charlie continued. *So we went along.'

*What happened?'

Charlie hesitated, swallowing hard. She began picking nervously at her fingernails, not so eager to make eye contact with Coulson any more.

*Charlie,' Coulson insisted. *Was that when the video was shot?'

*No,' she said, quickly. *Not that first time.'

*So tell me what happened the first time.'

*Me and Amy both had too much to drink,' she sighed. *They had drugs there too. Coke and ecstasy. We took some.' She looked at him guiltily. *We'd tried it before. Things happened. I mean, we were both off our faces.' She glanced down as if unable to look at him. *Amy told me afterwards that she really liked Andrew Latham. She saw him two or three more times after that. Not proper dates but, well, you know.'

*She was sleeping with him?' Coulson stated, flatly.

Charlie nodded.

*He told her he'd let her meet his parents,' she breathed. *That he'd take her on holiday with him, buy her expensive things. All that kind of shit. I couldn't believe that Amy fell for it but she really liked him.'

Coulson briefly clenched his fists under the table.

*So when was the video shot?' he asked through clenched teeth.

*I don't know. He invited us to another party up there but I couldn't make it, I had to see my nan that night - she wasn't well. I told Amy not to go but she really fancied Latham. She said she'd go on her own.That must have been when it happened. She would have done anything for him, Mr Coulson, and he knew that. He just took advantage of her. They all did. I'm really sorry.' *It's not your fault, Charlie.'

They sat in silence for a moment then Coulson looked up wearily.

*What about the others?' he said. *There were others in the video and you said that Latham had two girls with him the first time you met him. What do you know about them?'

*Only their names. Sammi Bell and Jo Campbell. I don't know who the others were in the video.' Her voice tailed off. *You'd have to ask Latham.'

*I intend to,' breathed Coulson.

They sat looking awkwardly at each other for a moment longer then Charlie got to her feet.

*I'd better get back to work,' she said, apologetically.

Coulson nodded.

*Just one more thing, Charlie,' he said as she prepared to walk away. *I know you weren't there that night but do you think Latham was the one who made the video? I know he put it on the internet but do you know if he filmed it? If he actually held the camera?'

*That first time we went there they were taking photos too,' Charlie confessed. *On their cameras and with their phones and that but Latham wasn't doing it. He took some pictures but that was it. Like I said, we were off our faces anyway, when they mentioned doing a video of us we were up for it but it wasn't Latham who brought the camera in. It was an older woman.'

*How much older?'

*She was in her thirties but she was really fit. Blonde haired and really slim. She didn't join in. She did whatever Latham told her to do.'

*And you don't know who she was?'

*No. She had quite a strong accent though. I think it was Irish. She was the one who filmed us that night.'

56.