An Accidental Death by Peter Grainger

This originally appeared at The Irresponsible Reader.
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‘When you're in front of a promotion board, one of the favourite questions is ‘So what motivates you in your daily work, Chris?'

‘Promotion? I'll be relieved if I get through my six months. So what's the correct answer?'

‘Oh, there are lots, you can buy them in books. But you could think about this,' and Smith nodded towards the little group still standing at the graveside. ‘I'm just not sure how you put it into words.'

‘Revenge? Justice?'

‘For the victim – for Wayne Fletcher? Not how I see it, he's beyond all that. Death's the end of all. But look at the misery we've seen today. And it's endless, it goes on rippling back and forwards through all these lives forever. I don't know about justice. I've never seen myself on a white charger, righting wrongs – but we have to catch people so that they can't create all this again. And so that other people get the message – you will be caught, you will pay. We never know how many selfish acts we prevent when we show people the consequences, but we have to keep showing them the consequences. These are the consequences.'

Smith had raised a hand, palm open towards the new grave.

At. All.

and we never learn the details about it

but . . .