Death Trap

I pulled the trigger…

Eight years ago Saffron Bridges’ parents died in a fire and her brother was murdered, as far as she knows… Now she has entered a deadly game and there can only be one winner, one wrong move and it’s all over. She must uncover the truth about her past and what really happened to her family.

Guns. Money. Drugs. They all lead to one thing... Death.


15. Twelve



Can you confirm that you murdered Brady Collins out of defence?” DI Maxwell asked.

I glared at him. Wasn’t that what I just said? I was bored to death with this cop. He had been questioning me for about an hour and a half. He was doing my nut in. Jesus… was he ever going to shut up.

Mr. Lawson, I asked you a question. You are obliged to answer it,” he sighed.

I groaned inwardly. “Yes, I killed Brady because if I didn’t he would’ve killed me and Saffron first.”

Would you like to say anything more on the subject?”

I shook my head and sighed. My arm felt like it was on fire. Luckily the bullet hadn’t destroyed any nerve endings. I would recover. I couldn’t stop thinking about Saffron. I’d heard that she wanted to see me.

Jared Lawson,” he paused. “I am arresting you on the murder of Brady Collins in the act of defence. You do not have to say anything but anything that you do say could be used against you in court.”

That was it then. I was going down. They told me that I was going to be imprisoned for eight years. It didn’t seem like much but that was only because I’d killed him to defend myself and Saffron. So I was going to rot in this hell hole just like my old man had once said.



They were letting me go and see him at Belmarsh prison. He’d agreed to the visit. I couldn’t believe it. The police had put me in the witness protection program and I was living in an apartment on my own. The care home that I had lived in before this mess had started was being shutdown because it had let two of its children in care get involved in the gang world. I felt kind of sorry for John. I wasn’t his fault. If me and Jared had stayed inside none of this would’ve happened. But was that really the case? Would they’ve come after us when they got bored of waiting? Jared had said that they were going to kill me after I killed… Samuel Meyers… Jack Bridges… my brother…

How was I ever going to get over that? How could I live with myself after what I’d done? I was never going to get over it and I could never forgive myself.

All of this was my fault.

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