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Chapters (58)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  3. DEDICATION
  4. Prologue
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-one
  26. Twenty-two
  27. Twenty-three
  28. Twenty-four
  29. Twenty-five
  30. Twenty-six
  31. Twenty-seven
  32. Twenty-eight
  33. Twenty-nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-one
  36. Thirty-two
  37. Thirty-three
  38. Thirty-four
  39. Thirty-five
  40. Thirty-six
  41. Thirty-seven
  42. Thirty-eight
  43. Thirty-nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-one
  46. Forty-two
  47. Forty-three
  48. Forty-four
  49. Forty-five
  50. Forty-six
  51. Forty-seven
  52. Forty-eight
  53. Forty-nine
  54. Fifty
  55. Fifty-one
  56. Fifty-two
  57. Fifty-three
  58. Acknowledgements

They sat in the booth closest to the front window and ordered burgers and coffee.

‘The legal office Art Lorrimer used is in Macquarie Street,’ Ryder said.

‘I saw that. Pity it’s not in Campbelltown. It’ll take us four and a half hours to get into the city.’

Ryder sighed. ‘While we’re waiting on our food, can you call ahead and make sure this woman can see us? Tell her we’ll be there around five.’

‘Sure.’

‘And then call Benson. We need him to stay in Khancoban, at least until we’re back in Thredbo.’

While Flowers went outside to make the calls, Ryder messaged Sterling explaining that they needed to travel to Sydney, and for her to call Benson or Sergeant Collins if she was worried. When he looked up, he could see Flowers outside talking on his phone. It wasn’t long before he swung around and gave Ryder the thumbs up.

With a heavy sigh, Ryder picked up his phone and called Vanessa.

section break

Flowers stood at the huge window in a conference room that looked down at the Hyde Park Barracks, finding it hard not to compare this modern glass tower with the humble offices of Thomas and Associates above the Cooma bank.

It struck him as strange that it was the frugal-living, black sheep of the Lorrimer family who had engaged Apin Law, one of Sydney’s most expensive law firms, for independent advice on the family trust deed.

The door flew open and a woman rushed in, apologising profusely for keeping them waiting. ‘Oh good, they brought you a cup of tea,’ she said as they sat around the table. ‘I’m Prudence Apin, pleased to meet you,’ she said with a pleasant smile.

‘I’m Detective Flowers and this is Detective Ryder,’ Flowers began, ‘and as I mentioned on the phone, we’re here to talk to you about your client, Arthur Lorrimer, who was recently killed in an aeroplane accident in the Snowy Mountains.’

‘Oh, I was so shocked to hear it was him,’ Prudence said, her silver hair shining under the lights. ‘I saw the plane crash on the news, but I don’t think they mentioned the pilot’s name in the report, so I had no idea it was my client until you told me on the phone.’

‘So, how long have you acted for Art Lorrimer?’ Flowers asked.

‘He’s a new client. I only saw him for the first time about three weeks ago.’

Flowers nodded. ‘We were told by the lawyer who acts for his siblings, Mr Thomas in Cooma, that you requested a copy of the trust deed and that he sent it to you.’