You Don't Know Me

Before: HIS HONOUR JUDGE SALMON QC

Closing Speeches:

Trial: Day 33

Monday 10^thJuly 2017

APPEARANCES

For the Prosecution:     Mr C. Salfred QC

For the Defendant:          In person

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21

10:15

That picture of Ki. That look on her face. That is going to be something that I ain’t ever going to be able to forget. Her face had lost all its blood and her wide-open eyes seemed just blank. Like the life was all gone. Like when that boy’s life was draining out of him, hers was draining out of her too. I took the gun from her hand and felt its heat burning. That fucking gun. I knew what happened. It had been whispering at her like it had whispered at me. Shoot. Shoot.

I asked her what had gone down.

‘He, I don’t know. He woke up and he went for my gun,’ she says crying. ‘I kept shouting for you. But you didn’t hear me.’

I look at Curt and he shrugs his shoulders at me.

I hold her close to me. ‘I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, babe. I didn’t hear you with everything else that was happening’

I take the gun from her hands and put it in my pocket. It’s still warm. I take her by the hands and lead her out of the room. She says nothing. I don’t even think she blinks. As we walk into the main room I remember the two men taped up on the ground and spin her back round to the bedroom again. I hold her face in my hands.

‘Ki. Listen to me. Curt is going to go out now and get you a cab. Then in a minute I’m going to walk you both outside. Listen to me though. I want you to keep your eyes shut till I say. Okay? Curt?’ I say to him and he turns and leaves straight away.

I look around to find Bless. She is turning round in circles and mumbling to herself.

‘Bless. Bless! It’s going to be cool. You too. Hold on to me and keep your eyes shut.’

Bless suddenly snaps back into herself and seems calmer and turns to Kira.

‘Kira, it’s going to be f-fine. I’m going to be with you all the way. Come on now. Let’s get you out of your c-coat and into your clothes. Come on baby.’

I turn my head away as they dress and then wait another two minutes before taking them both by the hand and rushing out of the flat as quickly as I can. The scene is like a thing from a movie. Two men out cold on the floor. Blood in places it had no business being. Door with cracks all through it. Shit everywhere. Binks looks like he’s asleep but he’s moaning like he’s having a nightmare. Shilo is knocked the fuck out though, face to the sky.

By the time we get to the street Curt is already standing by a waiting car in the dark. I help the girls in and give a twenty pound note to the driver and give him the address, just trying to sound normal. I nod to the girls at the back and say to the driver, ‘Just split up from her boyfriend,’ and he nods back to me like he’s seen this a lot.

Curt and I run back up to the flat. Shilo and Binks are still there on the ground but they are both coming to now and making noises. The blood around Binks’ leg has changed colour and seems to be drying. That tape must have stopped it. Curt and I nod at each other and then go to where Jamil’s body is waiting for us. That’s the immediate problem, not the two boys groaning in the other room, with their faces taped up like mummies. We had to move him out of there before his mans woke up and realized he was dead.

It was already late at night which was a good thing because it meant that we could move him without being spotted or whatever. Curt and I agreed we would take him one arm each and walk him to his M3, which we knew was probably nearby. Jamil had a gunshot wound in his chest. There was a bit of blood but not nearly as much of it as Binks who’d been shot in just his leg.

‘His heart’s still pumping, that’s the reason,’ explained Curt. ‘Fuck though bruv, you look like you been shot too. You can’t go out again like that. You better hope that driver didn’t see that.’

I look down and realize that Binks’ blood is all over my clothes from when I was taping him up. It was dark outside though so the driver probably didn’t see anything.

I look at Curt who is pacing the floor as if he was trying to work out what to do next.

‘Listen,’ I say, ‘I’ll tape JC up to stop the blood. You don’t need no blood on you and I’m already covered. Then we can zip him up in his coat and drag him out.’

‘Plan bruv,’ says Curt and I get to work.