Page 249 of Murder in the Family

(inhaling again)

Right. On those steps. Bloody death trap they were, if you ask me. Frankly, I was surprised no one had broken their neck long before.

NICK VINCENT (Producer)

You didn’t push him, by any chance?

IAN WILSON

No, I didn’t.

NICK VINCENT (Producer)

Not even a tiny little nudge?

IAN WILSON

Nope. Sorry to spoil your big TV climax, mate, but he managed it all on his little lonesome.

OK, yes, he might have been slightly off balance, but that’s becausehewas pushingme. That’s his fault, not mine.

NICK VINCENT (Producer)

But we know from the post mortem that the blow he sustained to the back of his head was pretty serious – certainly enough to knock him out. You didn’t try to help him?

IAN WILSON

I’m not a bloody medic—

NICK VINCENT (Producer)

But you could have called 999—

IAN WILSON

(takes another drag, clearly buying time)

I suppose I could. But by that time I was more intent on getting the hell out of there. Mainly because I didn’t want to be dragged into all the attendant shit.

NICK VINCENT (Producer)

‘Mainly’? So that wasn’t the only reason?

IAN WILSON

(hesitates)

If you really want to know, I saw a light go on in the house—

NICK VINCENT (Producer)

A light? Where?

IAN WILSON

Upstairs – above the terrace. Must have been one of the bedrooms. I thought I saw someone at the window—

NICK VINCENT (Producer)

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