For the past fortnight he had come here every day. In that time he had seen Joel pass by numerous times, usually head down frowning, but once with Mai, laughing together. He had seen Detective Z watching the boat that Joel lived on from the sunken garden. He had seen Dave go aboard the same boat. He had even seen Darren Shah watching the very same boat. Of course he did not know any of these people passing him on his bench but the one person he was hoping to see had not appeared; his estranged twin brother. Two weeks ago when walking through Hammersmith he had thought he saw Jim striding along ahead of him. Surprised to see his brother in this part of town, he thought that maybe Jim was searching for him and so set of in pursuit. Lost him in the crowd then saw him in the distance taking the underpass towards the river. But when Deacon emerged into the small park there was no sign of him. So every day since then, after the day-centre closed, he came and sat on the same bench in the gardens, where he could see in all directions, along the embankment and across the park.
