“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” asked the detective.
“No... I’m not!” said Livia, seemingly struggling to keep her composure. “But it’s got to be done sometime and it’s got to be done by me because his bloody brother seems to have lost the plot. So best I get it over with now. Then I’ve got to find out how to tell my son...” at this she sobbed... “He’ll be devasted, poor boy.”
Then Livia steadied herself, gave a little cough and declared, “let’s get it over with” and moved forward towards the room where the bodies were stored.