Driving Force

Chapter 39

"Right,"Isaid.

Frenchwater,pureandsweetfromsprings,wasgoodforhorses.Suchastopwouldbeunremarkable.

"Azizaskedfortomorrowoff,"Isobelsaid."Hedoesn"twanttodrivetomorrow.Somethingtodowithhisreligion."

"Hisreligion?"

"That"swhathesaid."



"He"sarogue.Whereishenow?"

"OnhiswaybackfromtakinghorsestoDoncastersales."

Isighed.Religionsweredifficulttoarguewith,butAzizwa.s.stillarogue,ifnotsomethingworse.

"Anythingelse?"

"MrUsheraskedifwe"dcollectedthecolt.Itoldhimhe"dbeinPixhillbysixtomorrowevening,iftherewerenoferrydelays."

"Thanks."

"Fingerscrossed,"Isobelsaid.

"Mm."

"Youlookawfullyworried,"shesaid.

"It"sthisJoggerbusiness."

Shenoddedinunderstanding.Thepolice,shesaid,hadbeenirritatedtofindsomanydriversawayoutontheroad.

"Theydon"tseemtorealisewe"veabusinesstorun,"shesaid."Theythinkweshouldalldowntools.Itoldthemwecouldn"t."

"Thanksagain."

"Getsomesleep,"shesaidimpulsively,youngbutnofool.

"Mm."

Itriedtotakeheradvice.Concussionnolongerdidthetrick.IlayawakethinkingofLewisstoppingsomewheretofillthecanswithFrenchwater.Ihopedtoh.e.l.lNinawouldkeepherheaddownandhereyes-partially-shut.

OnWednesdaymorningIsawoffthelorriesgoingoutagaintoDoncaster,wheretheFlatracingseasonwouldopenthenextday.TheMarchmeetingofDoncastersalesandraceswerethestartofCroftRaceways"busiesttime:wewereenteringsixmonthsofwork,work,improvisationandscramble,anatmosphereIusuallyloved.Jugglingthenumberofboxes,thenumberofdrivers,againsttheprospectsofprofitability:normallyitexcitedme,b.u.t.thisweeksofarIcouldbarelyconcentrate.

"Thewholefleet,"Isobelsaid,cheeringly,"willberollingtomorrow."

IcaredonlythatLewiswouldrollhometoday.

Atnine,whenthetelephonerangforthenthtime,Isobelansweredit,frowning.

"Aziz?"shesaid."Justamoment."Sheputherhandoverthereceiver."What"s"holdon"inFrench?"

"Nequittezpas,"Isaid.

Isobelrepeated"Nequittezpas"intotheinstrumentandrosetoherfeet."It"saFrenchman,forAziz."

"Heisn"theretoday,"Isaid.

Sherepliedoverhershouldera.s.shewentthroughthedoor,"He"sinthecanteen."

AzizcameinhurriedlyandpickedupthereceiverfromIsobel"sdesk.

"Oui...Aziz.Oui."HelistenedandspokerapidlyinFrench,stretchingoutahandforapieceofmemopaperandapencil."Out.Oui.Merci,Monsieur.Merci."Azizwrotecarefully,thankedhisinformantprofusely,andputthephonebackinitscradle.

"AmessagefromFrance,"hesaidunnecessarily.Hepushedthememosheettowardsme."ItseemsNinaaskedthemantophonehere.Shegavehimmoneyforthephonecallandanaddress.Thisisit."

Itookthepaperandreadthescantwords."EcurieBonneChance,presdeBelley".

"GoodLuckStables,"Aziztranslated."NearBelley."

Hegavemetheusualbrilliantsmileandsmartlylefttheoffice.

"IthoughtAzizhadthedayoff,"IsaidtoIsobel.

Sheshrugged."Hesaidhedidn"twanttodrive.HewasherealreadyinthecanteenwhenIarrivedforwork.Readinganddrinkingtea.Hesaid,"Goodmorning,darlin"."

Isobelfaintlyblushed.

IlookedattheFrenchaddressandphonedtheJockeyClub.PeterVenablesmusthavebeensittingthere,waiting.

"NinasentanaddressviaaFrenchman,"Itoldhim."EcurieBonneChance,nearBelley.CanyouaskyourequivalentsinFranceforanyinformationabout.i.t?"

"Spellit."

Ispelledit."AziztookthemessageinFrench,"Isaid.

"Good."Hesoundeddecisive."I"llaskmyFrenchcolleaguesandphoneyouback."

Isatforafewsecondslookingatthetelephoneafterhe"ddisconnected,andthenwentandfoundAzizinthecanteenandinvitedhimintotheopenair.

"What"syourreligion?"Iasked,outinthefarmyard.

"Er..."Hegavemeasidewayslookwithhisbrighteyes,thesmileuntroubled.

"DoyouworkfortheJockeyClub?"Iaskedflatly.

Thesmilesimplybroadened.

Iturnedawayfromhim.PatrickVenables,Ithoughtbitterly,andNinaalso,hadtrustedmesolittlethatthey"dsentanotherundercoverman,oneIwouldn"tknowof,tomakesureIwasn"tmyselfthevillainIpurportedtobelookingfor.AzizhadturnedupthedayafterJoggerdied.IsupposeIshouldn"thaveminded,butIdid.

"Freddie,"Aziztookastepandgraspedmysleeve,"listen."Thesmilehadfaded."PatrickwantedNinatohaveback-up.Isupposeweshouldhavetoldyou,but..."

"Stickaround,"Isaidbriefly,andreturnedtomyoffice.

Anhourlater,PatrickVenablescameontheline.

"Firstofall,IthinkIoweyouanapology,"hesaid."ButI"mcurious.HowdidyousussoutAziz?Hephonedtosayyou"drumbledhim."

"Littlethings,"Iexplained."He"s...o...b..ightforthejob.I"llbetheneverdroveforaracingstable.ThephonecallerfromFranceaskedforhimspecifically,whichmeantNinahadarrangedforAziztobeavailable.Andyou,yourself,didn"taskwhoAzizwaswhenImentionedhim."

"DearG.o.d."

"Asyousay."

"EcurieBonneChance,"hesaid,"isasmallstablerunbyaminorFrenchtrainer.TheownerofthepropertyisBenjaminUsher."

"Ah."

"ThepropertyissouthofBelleyandissituatedneartheRiverRhonewheretheriverrunsfromeasttowest,beforeturningsouthatLyons."

"Verythorough,"Icommented.

TheFrenchknownothingagainsttheplace.Theyhavehadsomesickhorsesthere,butnonehavedied."

"Thankyouverymuch."

"Ninainsistedongoingonthejourney,"hesaid,"andshewasadamantwedon"tinterceptyourboxonitswayback."

"Pleasedon"t."

"Ihopeyouknowwhatyou"redoing."

Ihopedsotoo.

IphonedGuggenheim."Ican"tpromise,"Isaid,"butflydownandcometothefarmyardtoday,inataxi,andbringsomethingtocarryasmallanimalin."

"Rabbit?"heaskedhopefully.

"Pray,"Isaid.

Thehourscrawled.

LewisphonedIsobeleventuallyintheafternoonandsaidtheyhadcrossedontheferryandwereleavingDover.

AfteranotherslowhourIsobelandRosewenthomeandIlockedtheofficeandwentovertotheFourtrak,startingtheengine.Thepa.s.sengerdooropened,withAzizstandingthere.

"CanIcomewithyou?"hesaid.Brighteyes.Nosmile.

Ididn"timmediatelyanswer.

"You"llbesaferifIdo.Noone,anyway,willhityouontheheadwhenyou"renotlooking."

Imadeanon-committalgestureandheswungintotheseatbesideme.

"You"regoingtomeetNina,aren"tyou?"heasked.

"Yes."

"Whatdoyouexpectwillhappen?"

Idroveoutoftheyard,turnedoutofthevillageanddroveuphilltoaplacewhereonecouldlookdownonPixhillbelow.

"Lewis,"Isaid,"shouldcomeoverthebrowofthatfarhillanddriveintoBenjyUsher"syard.Ifhedoes,I"lldrivedowntheretomeetthem.Ifhegoesanywhereelsewecanseethatfromheretoo."

"Wheredoyouthinkhemightgo?"

"Idon"tknowhowmuchyouknow."

"Ninasaidthemethodwascomplicatedb.u.t.thesimplematteristhatsomeoneisbringingsicknesstoPixhill"shorses."

"Roughly,yes."

"Butwhy?"

"PartlytomakeacertaincategoryofraceseasiertowinbymethodicallyinfectingallthehorsesofthatcategorythatcanbegotatinPixhill."Ipaused."HalvetherunnersintheChesterVase,forinstance,andyoumoreorless...o...b..eyourchancesofwinning.ThereareseldommorethansixorsorunnersintheChesterVase,ortheDanteStakesatYork.Theyareniceprestigiousraces.Winningthemputsatraineringoodstandingintheprofession."

Azizsatdigestingtheimplications."Ablanketillness?"hesaid.

"Occurringhereandthere,"Inodded."It"snotliken.o.bblingthefavouritefortheDerby."

"IrkabAlhawa,"hesaid."RidetheAir."

"RidetheWind."

"No,"hesaid,"inArabicitmeans"ridetheair".It"sthewayjockeysride,standinginthestirrups,sittingonair,notthesaddle."

"Ridethewind"sbetter,"Isaid.

"Butyoudon"tthinkanyone"sgoingtomakethathorsesick?"

AfterapauseIsaid,"Lewisdidn"tkillJogger,hewasinFrance.Idon"tthinkLewisdestroyedmycarortookanaxetomyhouse.I"msureLewisdidn"tcrashtheharddiskinmycomputer.AsIsaid,thatSundayhewasinFrance."

"Hecouldn"thavedoneit,"Azizagreed.

"IthoughtIwasupagainsttwoforces,"Isaid."Muscleandmoney.b.u.t.there"sathird."

"Whatisit?"

"Malice."

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