the first place all those years ago. Too smart to ever be with him, he always thought. "Any plans for today?"
"I have a load of work to get through." She sipped on her coffee and rested her head back on the seat. "After that, nothing."
"You're welcome to come along, you know."
Their eyes met for a second. There was a sharpness in hers. "No," she said, like it wasn't even a possibility. "Just be with your daughter, Harry."
Edger nodded and shifted in his seat as a familiar feeling of guilt washed over him. He had left her after two years of marriage. Left her while she was still pregnant with Kaitlin. He had accepted that she would probably never forgive him for that, but it it hurt nonetheless when he saw the bitterness still in her eyes. He was glad when Kaitlin came into the room again, wearing a dark coat and white sneakers, carrying a small backpack. "I'm ready," she beamed.
Harry smiled at her and stood up. Kaitlin went to her mother and they both hugged each other tight, Gemma smoothing Kaitlin's hair and smiling sadly like her daughter was heading away for a week. "You be good for Harry, you hear me?"
"I will," Kaitlin said, pulling herself out of her mother's grasp. "And I have my phone. I'll take lots of pictures at the zoo."
"Okay. You do that. And have fun."
"We always have fun, don't we Harry?"
Edger nodded, uncomfortable under his ex-wife's gaze.
"Alright then," Gemma said. "Off you go."
Edger looked back at Gemma before he left, like he always did on these occasions. "I'll look after her. Don't worry."
Gemma gave him a tight smile in return, but said nothing.
The blue Ford Mondeo sat just down the street from Gemma McGuire's house. The man known as Blutwolf sat inside the car and watched as Harry Edger walked out of the house with his daughter walking beside him.
Blutwolf watched as Edger looked up and down the street as he held the front passenger door open for his daughter while she climbed inside the car. Edger then walked around to the driver's side of the silver Skoda, pausing to look up and down the street again one more time before getting into the car himself.
He knows. He knows someone is following him.
It didn't matter. Everything was in place now.
Soon enough, Edger would get what was coming to him.
Blutwolf watched as Edger drove off towards the Lisburn Road.
A few seconds later, Blutwolf started the car and followed him.
CHAPTER FOUR
Kaitlin McGuire sat alone at a table in the little cafe on Botanic Avenue that her dad brought her to every weekend they were together. The cafe was actually run by a little Korean man and there was a restaurant upstairs that served Korean food. Despite this, the place still did the nicest Ulster fry in the city, which never failed to amuse Kaitlin every time she went there.
The cafe was empty, except for a man who sat at a table by the front door reading a newspaper, a black baseball cap pulled low over his head. Harry was upstairs using the restroom there, after having placed their orders with the little Korean man behind the counter. Kaitlin eyed her milkshake sitting on the counter, while the Korean man made the cappuccino that Harry ordered. She hated the taste of coffee. Her mum drank gallons of the stuff, even though caffeine was supposed to be bad for you. Adults were funny like that, doing things they knew were bad for them but doing them anyway. Like Harry smoking. She hadn't known him long enough to ask him to stop, but she would.
The man in the baseball cap sitting by the window got up from his seat just as Kaitlin took her iPhone out of her pocket to check her Snapchat. She glanced briefly up at the man, but he didn't look at her as he strolled past to the counter. She heard him ask the Korean man for something, then he strolled back to his table a moment later with something in his hand, though she couldn't see what. She was just being nosey anyway. Her mother was