Chris picked up his phone and dialled the number to give a status report. He was outside, on the roof of Thames House because he did not want to be overheard. "Yes," he said as the phone was answered. "I think they are okay."
"I need you to be one hundred percent sure about this," the male voice said.
"I am sure," Chris replied. "Ruth Evershed has an easy face to read."
"Okay. Then use your exit strategy and get out of there, to leave them to it. I don't want my involvement public knowledge."
"It was actually relatively easy," Chris said. "Harry Pearce got insanely jealous of me."
"I thought he would. That was why this plan was going to work in the first place."
"I do feel a little guilty," Chris said. "I mean, pushing them together like that."
"Calm down. You were only acting on the feelings that were already there. They both wanted it, you know that."
"Mm," Chris replied. "It was actually quite fun. Thanks Malcolm." Malcolm put the phone down and smiled. He finally felt like he had atoned for driving them apart in the first place all those years before. He never should have opened his mouth, but at least now they were together as they should have been years before. He hoped the next time he had a conversation with Harry, the subject would be much happier than the drunk rambling over Ruth last time. Malcolm smiled as he went outside into the unusual early morning sunshine at home. Everything was right with the world at last.
I love this way of finishing the story off so this is the last (albeit small) chapter. Hope you've enjoyed!