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Liverpool Bay: Episode 1

The Storyteller

Episode one of our new crime thriller serial, set in the world of property

Will Rohm was hoping his drive north would be fast and uneventful and that this case would be trouble-free too. It was a big-money life insurance claim but if he could navigate the minefield of company protocols, he could sign it off in a couple of days and be back in the Holborn office by Wednesday. It was a busy time. It was always a busy time. 

The roads were running well on that grey Monday morning in April and his home in the Chilterns was quickly left behind. He crossed the flat Home Counties countryside, skirted the frayed edges of post-war London overspill and New Towns, then took the toll road around the Midlands conurbation and drove hard without a break to the seaport city of Liverpool. He parked up in front of the hotel just before two o’clock. His meeting was at three. 

The company had booked him into one of those places carefully branded to appeal to the business traveller. It would be comfortable, well organised and unfussy, with a few stylish touches – just like the people it was there to serve. They were the nation’s middle managers. They drove reasonably priced cars and lived steady and for the most part contented lives. Will Rohm was one of them.

He checked in, unpacked and splashed on some aftershave, then walked across town to the central business district. The HQ of the Seafarer Group was in a 1920s American Beaux Arts, Portland stone-clad office building. Neoclassical arched entrances were flanked by huge bronze lampposts and it had its own internal shopping arcade. The building made quite an impression. It was meant to. Its architect had been successful, going on to design a concert hall and other grand civic projects. But Rohm also knew that twenty years ago its owners had used it as collateral in one of biggest property fraud cases in UK corporate history. Loans were obtained based on excessive valuations of company-owned buildings and the money reinvested in such business essentials as helicopters, planes and Ferraris for the directors. The architects behind that deal had got seven years each.

Rohm walked up to the ground-floor reception desk and told them who he was and why he was there. Security was tight. A personal data check, the password his company had provided and photo ID. It all seemed OTT. Finally, he was allowed to take the one lift dedicated to taking company executives and important visitors up to the eighth floor. He stepped out of the elevator as if emerging from a well-appointed air lock and into a hushed business suite planted thick with large sofas and plush chairs. The carpet was a vivid French blue, the walls were timber-panelled and at the far end of the room, a mahogany desk was manned by a thirty-something woman and a broad-beamed man in a sharp suit who looked like he could handle himself. Over a fake fireplace a large oil portrait of a hard-faced, watchful man in his fifties with steel-blue eyes and a shock of red hair stared down at them. The brass nameplate beneath read ‘Charles Rudd, Founder and Chairman’.

The big man watched Rohm impassively as he approached but the woman didn’t look up until he was almost on top of her. She too was tight-suited and wore a tight smile to match. 

She was attractive but had the face of someone who had found most things in life either unimpressive or downright disappointing. 

“William Rohm from Leighton’s Assurance… to see Guy Danvers.”

“Please take a seat,” she said in a flat tone. Rohm remained standing.

“If you follow me, I’ll take you through,” she said. Her fixed smile remained perfectly in place as Rohm was shown into what he took to be the company boardroom. He was offered coffee, which he politely refused, and was left alone.

The Storyteller

About Tom Marriott

Tom Marriott was born in London and grew up in Surrey. He was an architect and an academic before undertaking an MA in creative writing. He lives in Oxfordshire.

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