away.â
He didnât say anything.
âCome on,â I said, shouting now. âLetâs go and have a look.â I donât think there was any way Iâd have gone back out there but I was genuinely furious at being treated this way, after everything Iâd been through.
âOK, Iâm sorry,â he said. âItâs just itâs difficult to believe that Charlieâs dead too. I think Iâd convinced myself that he was behind all this. You know, he had the opportunity to kill Louise. Somehow itâs easier to think of him being the killer.â
âIt must be the man I saw at the window last night,â said Marla.
I nodded. âItâs got to be Pat. Charlie was dressed when I found him so he obviously went outside voluntarily. Maybe he went to meet Pat.â
âThatâs all well and good,â said Crispin, âbut Charlie said that Pat had left the island. So why would he go out to meet him if he didnât know he was there?â
I shrugged, trying to come up with a viable theory. âMaybe he went for a walk and ran into Pat. Pat threatened him with the crossbow, took him into the woods and shot him.â
âBut whatâs Patâs motive?â
âI donât know. The note we found makes clear the motiveâs revenge, and that must mean revenge for what happened to Rachel. Maybe Pat found out about what happened and decided to act.â
âItâs a bit unlikely, isnât it?â said Crispin. Which, to be fair, it was.
Marla shook her head dismissively. âI canât see Charlie just going out for a morning stroll when he knew Louise had been murdered and didnât think it was one of us whoâd killed her. Heâd have been too scared.â She frowned. âThereâs something else too. When I went to the toilet last night during dinner, I was sure the window was shut, and Iâve checked again and it definitely locks automatically if it shuts, so I donât see how the killer could have got in.â
âWhy didnât you say anything before?â I asked.
âBecause I was still in shock, and at the time I wasnât entirely sure, but now Iâve had time to think about it, and I am.â
Crispin sighed. âWhich brings us back to the fact that it could be one of us who killed her. Except we know it canât have been because we all saw the man in black back in the woods.â
The room fell silent as everyone tried to work out what was going on. If no one had broken in last night then one of us must have killed Louise. Charlie had been the obvious suspect but now he was dead, so there had to be another killer.
Luke eventually broke the silence. âIt doesnât really matter, does it? What matters is that we get the hell off this island.â
âThatâs a lot easier said than done,â grunted Marla.
âI donât care. Iâm going, even if I have to swim for it.â But I noticed Luke was making no move to go.
âCome on, Luke,â said Crispin. âYouâve seen the sea out there. Itâll be impossible to swim it, and the water will be freezing. Even if you donât drown youâll die of hypothermia.â
âWell, Iâm not fucking staying here!â He shouted the words and hit the wall so hard, the crockery on the dresser rattled. I remembered that he could be aggressive sometimes. Something of a hard guy, or at least he thought he was. Heâd talked about going after Danny Corridge when Corridge had beaten up Charlie, but heâd never managed to put his words into actions, and looking at him now, he reminded me of a frightened and frustrated little boy.
âWe could set alight to the house,â I said. âThen climb up on the rocks. Theyâre bound to see the fire from the mainland.â
âThatâs a real last resort,â said Crispin. âItâs very risky and we could end up being