Road Rage
Ruth Barbara Rendell (1930-2015)
Langue : anglais
Edité par Crown Publishers Inc, New York, 1997
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344 pages. Royal octavo (9 1/4" x 6 1/4") bound in original publisher's quarter purple cloth with silver letter to spine over black boards. First edition. From the author of SIMISOLA, a novel featuring Chief Inspector Wexford, whose wife allies herself to a protest movement when a by-pass is planned for Kingsmarkham, but the plot thickens when the lifeless body of a young woman is discovered, and people go missing, including his wife." Condition: Page ends dusty, spine ends pushed else very good in a near fine jacket.
N° de réf. du vendeur L1485
- Titre
- Road Rage
- Auteur
- Ruth Barbara Rendell (1930-2015)
- Éditeur
- Crown Publishers Inc, New York
- Année de publication
- 1997
- État de l'article
- Very Good
- Reliure
- Hardcover
- Langue
- anglais
- ISBN à 10 chiffres
- 0609600567
- ISBN à 13 chiffres
- 9780609600566
- Édition
- 1st Edition
- Poids de l'article
- 2 livres
- Série
- Livre 17 sur 24: Inspector Wexford
- Catalogues du vendeur
- Literature
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Extrait
Mary Pearson hadn't seen Dora since the afternoon of the day before but she had seen a car parked outside that morning. At about ten forty-five, she thought it was. Maybe a few minutes earlier.
"That would be for the eleven-oh-three," said Wexford.
"She was allowing herself a lot of time."
"She always does. Was it a black taxi?"
"It was a red car, I don't know the make, I'm afraid I don't know about cars, Reg. I didn't see her get in it."
"Did you see the driver?"
Mary Pearson hadn't. She sensed at last that something was wrong.
"You mean you don't know where she's got to, Reg?"
If he admitted it the whole street would be talking within the hour.
"She must have told me but it's slipped my mind," he said, and added, "Don't worry," as if she would worry and he wouldn't.
Kingsmarkham Cabs used black taxis, so Dora hadn't gone with them. And she couldn't have used Contemporary Cars because they were out of action from about ten-fifteen until just after midday. So much for the caution he'd forgotten to give her, yet for which there had been no need . . .
He phoned All the Sixes, Station Taxis, and every local company he could find in the phone book. None of them had picked up Dora that morning. He was beginning to have that feeling of unreality that comes over us when something utterly unexpected and potentially terrible happens.
Where was she?
Now he wished he had been discreet, had told Sheila some lie as to her mother's whereabouts, for he had to phone her again and say he had no idea what had happened, he had no clue. Holding old-fashioned ideas about postparturient women, he thought shocks would be dangerous, an upset would dry up her milk, fear would delay her recovery. It was too late now.
Sheila wailed down the phone at him. "What do you mean, you don't know what's happened, Pop? Where is she? She must have had some ghastly accident!"
"That she has not had. She'd be in a hospital and she's not."
He could hear Paul saying soothing things. Then the baby began to cry, strong, urgent staccato screams.
It can't be true, was what he wanted to say, this can't be happening. We are dreaming the same dream, nightmaring the same nightmare, and we shall wake up soon. But he had to be strong, the paterfamilias, the rock.
"Sheila, I am doing everything I can. Your mother is not injured, your mother is not dead. These things I would know. I'll phone you as soon as I know more."
He went into the kitchen and poured the soup down the sink. It was nearly half-past eight and dusk, darkness coming. An oval orange moon was climbing up behind the roofs. He asked himself what he would think if this was someone else's wife.
The answer was easy: that she'd left him, gone off with another man. Women did it all the time, women of all ages, after many years of marriage or a few. As a policeman, he'd ask that husband if such a thing was possible. First he'd apologize, say he was sorry but he had to ask, and then he'd inquire about her friends, any particular man friend.
The husband would be affronted, indignant. Not my wife, my wife would never . . . And then he would think, remember, a chance word, a strange phone call, a coldness, an unusual warmth.
But this was Dora. His wife. It wasn't possible. He realized he was reacting just like the husband of his experience, his small fantasy. My wife would never . . . Well, Dora would never, and that was all there was to it. It was insane to think like that and he was ashamed of himself. He had no strange phone calls to remember, devious behavior, unguarded coldness, feigned warmth. It wasn't just that she was Caesar's wife, she wouldn't want to.
He poured himself an inch of whisky, then returned it to the bottle. He might have to drive somewhere. Instead he picked up the phone and dialed Burden's number.
* * *
It took Burden seven minutes to get to him. Wexford was grateful. He had a funny thought that if they'd been Italians or Spaniards or something, Burden would have put his arms around him, embraced him. Of course he didn't do that, just looked as if the thought had crossed his mind also.
Wexford made them tea. No alcohol tonight, just in case. He told Burden the whole story and described what he had done, the hospitals, the taxi companies, checking the road accidents.
"It's hopeless going to the train station," Burden said. "There's never anyone there. The days are gone when there was someone to check your ticket and watch you go through. I suppose she'd even get her ticket out of the machine?"
"She always does. They've got a new one that takes credit cards."
"What does Sylvia say?"
Wexford hadn't even thought about his elder daughter. It would be true to say that for the past two or three hours he had forgotten her existence. A flood of guilt swamped him. Always he tried desperately to pay her the same attention he paid Sheila, to need her as much, to love her as well. Sometimes this had the effect of making him pay her more attention and give her more consideration, but now in a crisis all that had fled, had disappeared as if he had made no such resolve, and he had behaved like the father of an only child.
He said abruptly, "I'll phone her."
It rang and rang. The answering machine came on, Neil's voice with the usual formula. Exasperated, Wexford wasn't going to give his name and the date and time of day--what nonsense!--but just said, "Please phone me, Sylvia. It's urgent."
Dora must be with them. Everything was coming clear. Some dreadful thing had happened, an accident, or one of the children had been taken ill. He hadn't asked hospitals about Sylvia's children. Dora had been told before she could phone for a taxi and had gone to them--yes, been fetched by one of them. Sylvia had a red car, a scarlet VW Golf . . .
"Would she have gone like that?" Burden asked. "Without telling you? If she couldn't get you wouldn't she have left a message?"
"Perhaps not if it was"--Wexford looked up at him--"bad enough."
"You mean, she'd have wanted to spare you? What are you thinking, Reg? Someone terribly injured? Dead? One of Sylvia's boys?"
"I don't know . . ."
The phone rang. He snatched it up.
"What's so urgent, Dad?" Sylvia was cool, pleasant, sounding more contented than usual.
"Tell me first if you're all all right?"
"We're fine."
He couldn't tell whether his heart sank or leapt. "Have you seen your mother?"
"Not today, no. Why?"
After that he had to tell her.
"There must be some perfectly simple explanation."
He had heard those words a thousand times, had even uttered them. He said he would call her back as soon as he had news.
"Thanks for not asking if she could have left me," he said to Burden.
"It never crossed my mind."
"I'm wondering if she decided to walk to the station after all."
"In that case, what about the red car?"
"Mary just saw a red car. She didn't know it was a taxi. She didn't see Dora get into it. It might have been any car parked outside."
"What are you saying? That she set out to walk to the station and something happened to her on the way? She collapsed or . . ."
"Or she was attacked, Mike. Attacked, robbed, left there. There have been a lot of strange goings-on in this place lately: that masked lot on the rampage, the breaking into Concreation, that business at Contemporary Cars this morning."
"D'you want to go out and follow the route she'd have taken?"
"I think I do," Wexford said.
His daughters might phone in his absence, but he couldn't help that. Burden drove. The only route Dora could reasonably have taken was along roads that were built-up all the way. There was no stretch of open country, no area of waste ground, no alley to pass through, and only one footpath to take as a shortcut. It had been a misty morning, but the sun had come through bright and strong by ten-thirty. People would have been about, in the street, in their front gardens.
Before they came to Queen Street, Burden parked and they explored the footpath. It led between the backs of shop yards and the backs of gardens, was overhung with trees on both sides. A couple of teenagers were standing up against a garden gate, kissing. There was no one else, nothing else. Burden drove across the High Street, entered Station Road, the station approa...
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