The Trojan boy
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Bryant shouted to his men, 'They are all IRA! Destroy them!'
'No!' cried Avedissian in utter horror. 'Wait!' But the bullets tore into the three on the ground and then the shooting stopped.
Avedissian was stunned with grief and anger. He knelt down beside the broken bodies and cradled Kathleen's head in his arms. There was a flicker of life left in her eyes. 'Oh my love,’ he whispered, unable to stop tears welling up in his eyes as he put his cheek against hers.
Kathleen tried to speak. 'Thank you,’ she said. 'For a moment… you almost made me believe… it was possible.' Her head fell back and she was dead.
Avedissian was beside himself with rage. He got up and threw himself at Bryant, intent on killing him with his bare hands, nothing else mattered. He got within a few feet of him but Bryant side-stepped smartly and hit him on the side of the head as he charged past. Avedissian fell to the ground, dazed from the blow but the strength of his anger keeping him conscious. He rolled over and looked at Bryant saying, 'Go on, kill me too. That's your style isn't it? No loose ends?'
Bryant was not looking at Avedissian. He was looking at the shambles the party had become, panic-stricken people, running policemen, screaming sirens and, overhead, the ridiculous whine of fireworks that he had hoped might mask a single shot but which now were only adding to the confusion. The royals were safe but it was a mess that his career would never recover from. He looked down at Avedissian and rasped, 'The O'Neills were terrorists, Irish terrorists, the scum of the earth. Go home, Doctor. This isn't your world. It never was.'
Avedissian watched as Bryant walked over to the bodies to take a last look at Kell and the O'Neills. As he pulled Kell's body free of the others and stood over it Avedissian caught a slight movement out of the corner of his eye. Nelligan was not dead! Miller had knifed him from behind, and it had been assumed that he was dead, but his hand was moving and he had his gun in it. Avedissian opened his mouth to cry out a warning but the words froze on his lips.
The bullet ripped into Bryant's chest, and, with a last startled look at the world, he crumpled slowly to lie on top of Kell.
Nelligan's body jerked on the ground as Bryant's men riddled it with bullets and the killing was finally over.
Avedissian was left sitting alone on the ground. When his head cleared he got to his feet and walked over to where Bryant and Kell lay together in death. He looked at them long and hard and then said quietly, 'If any people ever deserved each other… you two did.'
Avedissian collected Sarah Milek's car and stopped at a telephone box. He called Directory Enquiries and made his request. The operator gave him the number.
'Children in Need,’ said the voice.
'I'd like to make a donation.’
'Thank you, sir. Small donations can be…'
'A large one.’
'In that case, sir, perhaps I can send you the relevant information?'
Avedissian said not and asked for the charity's bank account details.
'Might I ask how much, sir, if it's not too impertinent?'
'Twenty-five million dollars,’ said Avedissian.
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