She says something twice. It is not clear on the recording and the transcript has it as inaudible,
child’s voice.
What she said — because I remember, and because she has told me since — was: “Is Daddy going to be in trouble?”
Twice. And I did not answer her either time, because I was giving a controller the colour of a petrol can.
That is what I actually did in those eleven minutes. I ran a perfect call and I did not say one word to the child in the back seat.
I have been told by four people that this is what you are supposed to do. And it is. And she was eight, and she asked twice.
What I had already done.
And now mine.
Nia did not tell me anything new in that car park.
I had been building it since the sixth of September.
That is the date I photographed the policy schedule. I had already checked, by the fourteenth, what accidental-death provisions were on
