Last night was a disaster. I wanted to talk to Ellie, but I couldn't leave Claire alone with Lurkin. She could have taken care of herself, but after what had happened in the past, I wasn't willing to risk it. My attempts at arranging a poker night in my place went nowhere. He wasn't too keen, saying that he was busy. My frustration grew when Claire drank too much and started complaining to him that I wasn't interested in doing anything together as a couple. She was starting to look pathetic. The evening was a total disaster. Adrian left around twelve looking slightly tipsy himself.
Scars from that day were opening up again and it was because of Claire. My wife had suffered. I'd had enough of watching scumbags like Lurkin walking free. Since I received his files, I had been looking forward to crushing him slowly and painfully.