Deceit
‘Well, Ms Clarke, that was the end of your driving test and I’m afraid you haven’t passed.’ The examiner said as he left the car. Judy let out a sigh. The drivers door clicked open, she looked up to see Diane standing there, expectantly. ‘I failed.’ ‘Never mind. I’ll take you home and we’ll put in for your test again.’ Judy moved across to the passenger seat as Diane slipped behind the wheel and reversed out of the parking space. ‘Actually, Diane, could I drive?’ Judy asked, as they drove through the industrial estate. ‘I feel like if I don’t, I’ll lose my nerve.’ ‘If you’re sure.’ Diane said, pulling over. It was good to see Judy taking control. As they approached an office block, a man stepped out of the door and walked towards the kerb. Diane’s heart skipped a beat. ‘Isn’t that Seb… your husband?’ Diane managed. Judy looked across and smiled. It wasn’t a nice smile. She stamped on the accelerato...