The Runaway. Ali Harper

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СКАЧАТЬ was still comatose on the settee, so I opened the front room curtains, knowing that before long the sun would be beaming down through the tall sash windows. Jo grunted and turned away.

      I laced my trainers on the bottom stair, shoved a jacket and notebook in my backpack, then jogged, slowly, my usual two laps round the park. I intended to stop there, then walk round the corner to the office and pick up the van, but the sun was breaking through the red clouds, and I got into my stride and decided to run down into Woodhouse and then up The Ridge to Headingley. Leeds 6 doesn’t really stir much before lunchtime and I live for these glimpses, the moments when I’m the only one awake.

      By the time I got to Headingley sweat dripped from my forehead, but the voices had gone. It was almost eight, so I sat on the brick wall of a flowerbed until Sainsbury’s opened, bought a bottle of water and made my way through the empty streets to The Turnways.

      As I got close to number 24 I saw the curtains were still open and the house looked just the same as it had the previous day. The thought crossed my mind that perhaps it wasn’t just Matt that had done a disappearing act. I walked up the path, hammered on the door and jumped when it opened straightaway.

      ‘Yes?’ said a young woman in a round-necked striped jumper. She had mid-calf-length boots on and I had the impression she was about to go out. I felt underdressed next to her, in my T-shirt and knee-length shorts. I wished I’d put my jacket on before knocking on the door.

      ‘Sorry to bother you,’ I said. ‘Is Matt in?’

      She frowned. ‘Who are you?’

      I wasn’t used to doing this without Jo and it reminded me how much I rely on her, especially to break the ice. ‘I’m Lee, Lee Winters. I’m a private detective.’ It sounded stupid to my ears, but I persevered. ‘Investigator. I run a missing persons’ bureau. We’re … I mean, I’m looking for Matt.’

      ‘Oh,’ she said. Her forehead creased and she paused for a moment. ‘You mean someone hired you? Someone hired you to find Matt?’

      ‘Is he in?’ I straightened my spine, adjusted the weight on my feet so I grew a couple of centimetres.

      ‘No. No, he’s not here. Haven’t seen him since last week. I don’t know where he is.’

      ‘Can I come in?’

      She checked the time on her watch. ‘I’ve got lectures.’

      Not at eight fifteen in the morning, she didn’t. I might not have spent that long in higher education, but long enough to learn the basics. I took a step forward. She held her ground and so we stood too close to each other, so close I could smell the mint of her toothpaste.

      ‘It won’t take long,’ I said.

      She hesitated. I knew she didn’t want to talk to me but I guessed she was too polite to say. ‘I said we should have reported it,’ she said, ‘but Tuff thinks he’s holed up somewhere. He’s about to submit his dissertation.’

      ‘Tuff?’

      ‘No. I meant Matt’s about to submit his dissertation.’

      I was having difficulty keeping up with the conversation. ‘Who’s Tuff?’

      ‘My flatmate. Matt’s best friend.’

      I went for it, taking another bite out of the distance between us, and this time she stepped back which allowed me to move inside, into the hallway. I swung the backpack off my shoulders. ‘I’m going to need to take notes.’ I opened the drawstring and pulled out my notebook. ‘You got somewhere we could sit?’

      ‘I guess. Front room.’ She pointed to the first door on the right.

      ‘I’m Lee,’ I said again. ‘What did you say your name was?’

      ‘Someone’s hired you to find Matt?’ She emphasized the word hired, and I read it to mean paid.

      ‘Yeah.’ I followed her into the front room, which was neat and tidy by student standards. The coffee table had a pile of textbooks on it, a picture of a microscope on the front of the top one. I took a seat in the armchair and turned to a clean page in my notebook. ‘What’s your name?’

      ‘Who?’

      ‘What?’

      ‘Who hired you to find him?’

      I cleared my throat. ‘I can’t tell you. It’s against—’

      ‘Nikki,’ she said. She shook her head and stared right at me. ‘I’m guessing the police told her to fuck off?’

      ‘I’m not at liberty—’

      ‘She’s nuts.’

      I gestured at the chair opposite me, trying to indicate she should take a seat. She didn’t comply, choosing instead to stay standing by the door. ‘She’s nuts?’ I wrote the word nuts in my notebook, looked up at her again. ‘Like you mean she has a mental health issue?’

      She stood with her back to the wall. ‘She’s nuts about Matt.’

      ‘Maybe she’s worried? I mean, you said yourself you don’t know where he is.’

      She picked at her fingernail. ‘Matt has that effect on women.’

      I saw where this one was going. I offered up my usual silent prayer of thanks that I’d put all that behind me. I’m not quite a virgin, but it’s been so long I might as well be. It’s better that way. Me and men, me and relationships, it’s just not my strong point. Play to your strengths, someone once told me. I tried to keep the knowing tone from my voice. ‘How long you lived with him?’

      I failed.

      She swiped her dark fringe back with one hand so that she could see to stare at me. ‘We share a house.’

      ‘Why don’t you take a seat?’

      She pointed a finger at me. ‘I’ve never, ever thought about him that way. Which is probably why this houseshare thing works.’ She stepped forward and moved the pile of books out of my way so I could put my notebook on the coffee table. ‘This is our second year. They’re both all right, mostly.’

      ‘Meaning?’

      ‘Well, you know, I’ve had to break it to them that the cleaning fairy doesn’t exist. And Matt spends more time in the bathroom than any woman I’ve ever met, but apart from that, it’s OK.’

      ‘How old is Matt?’

      ‘Twenty-three.’

      ‘And he’s an MA student?’

      ‘MSc.’

      ‘And, sorry, I don’t know your name?’

      ‘Jan.’

      I wrote that down. ‘When did you last see him, Jan?’

      ‘I’m sure Nikki’s told you.’

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