Natasha, Vanessa, and Deirdre (Natasha’s next-door neighbour) accompany each other to the Garden Of Remembrance where some of Tracy’s ashes have been laid to rest. This is where they discuss about her personal demons and her involvement in the manslaughter of another young woman just before her apparent suicide. Not to mention the fact that she was no longer the same Tracy at the time of her own death. Meanwhile, Tracy’s ex-boyfriend Michael is confronted face-to-face by one of her family members…
‘Unbelievable tragedy, if you ask me,’ my middle-aged neighbour Deirdre said as some of us visited Tracy’s cremation plot headstone at the Garden Of Remembrance. ‘And to think that other lady was Paul’s wife. I cannot begin to imagine what that poor girl’s family must be going through. Only God knows why Tracy did what she did. To Katherine and to herself also.’
Paul and Katherine had been living together for about one or two years, and Paul was way beyond distraught when she had been killed in the fatal attack. Somehow, he knew that Tracy was responsible for Katherine’s death. At least that would explain his openly bitter and hostile demeanour at the mention of Tracy’s name, when he was being questioned by the police. Could it be that he was trying to forget about her rather than remember her?
Deirdre bowed her head as though she were grieving, and I noticed that her mouth was downturned.
‘To say that Tracy was a very troubled young girl is an understatement.’
‘Did Tracy come to you once or twice?’ Vanessa asked. ‘Did she confess to you about what she had done?’
‘She didn’t confess about anything that I know of.’
‘Well, I just thought you should read this.’ Vanessa handed the fax letter to Deirdre.
‘Oh. My. God…’ Deirdre read through the disturbing details in disbelief.
‘Apparently, Michael, her ex-boyfriend was the last person to see her alive,’ Vanessa explained. ‘The truth is, she didn’t walk out on him – he threw her out. Then he said that she should kill herself and get it over with. He was very unsympathetic towards her and also had her convinced that she would be better off dead because nobody wanted her around anymore. At least that would explain why she took out her depression on Katherine before going ahead with it.’
That only meant one thing – that Mike was the sole person responsible.
A young man by the name of Christopher was banging on the door of Michael Adams’s house, yelling furiously. ‘Michael! Open the door,’ he shouted angrily. ‘Open the fucking door! Now!’
‘What the hell is going on over there?’ a neighbour across the road asked.
Michael was baffled as to why anybody would be violently pounding on his door in the middle of the night, screaming all sorts of abuse at him. He didn’t have a clue what was going on.
His reaction – not to mention his shocked facial expression – explicitly proved that he had no idea what any of this was about. Not until he answered the door.
‘What the hell is wrong with you?’ he asked, rather stunned. ‘You will end up breaking the door down! And why are you swearing at me and shouting all sorts of abuse at me?’
‘I know that you’re the reason Tracy is dead and that you drove her to suicide,’ Christopher yelled in a rage. ‘She killed herself because you told her to do so! My sister is dead because of you! And I was extremely close to her!’
‘Who the hell told you I drove her to suicide by telling her to kill herself? I would never have done anything like that!’
‘That’s enough, the pair of you,’ a male neighbour yelled from next door. ‘Pack it in! Otherwise I will call the old bill!’
‘I don’t give a fuck!’ Christopher shouted back. ‘Ring the fucking police for all I care!’
‘Listen, you’ve got the wrong end of the stick,’ Michael said. ‘I had nothing to do with what happened to Tracy, and I most certainly didn’t drive her to suicide. I didn’t even know Tracy had planned on killing herself until her friends and family informed me. Besides, you can’t believe everything that everyone has told you. It is all rumours you’ve been hearing.’
‘Enough now, the both of you,’ a policeman approached them both at the scene of the fight. ‘I need you two to come to the police station and answer some questions.’
‘Why should I have to comply?’ Michael asked defensively. ‘I haven’t done anything wrong.’
‘We will decide on that later.’