Who’s The Liar?

Clement opened his briefcase, extracted a small bottle, poured out a pill and gave it to Richard, who swallowed it. Eventually, his coughing stopped, and he caught his breath again. ‘Are you all right?’ I asked. ‘Do you want to take a break?’ ‘I’m fine,’ he said. ‘I want to finish the story.’ ‘Okay.’ ‘Anyway, the day after the consummation of their, ah, union, my brother’s luck ran out. The police had finally gathered enough manpower to begin a manhunt, after the week of storms passed. They sent out search parties to all the villages and mountains within ten miles of Kerry. Benny and his cellmates had to leave. He wanted to wait for Bridget, to convince her to elope with him. But she never showed.’ Richard let out a long sigh. ‘Benny left Graceville with empty pockets and a broken heart. He got separated from his cellmates along the way. Without valid identity papers or a penny to his name, he had to take on odd jobs here and there to pay for food and lodging, all the while dodging the