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‘I don’t know,’ he muttered. ‘He never said anything about any plans. He just called me and told me where the next meeting was, and pestered me to join him. He was always on at me to join him in his campaign. But, to be honest, it got to the point where it all seemed a bit personal to me. I mean, I’m all for political protest – peaceful political protest is the sign of a healthy democracy. But Jonathan seemed to have it in for David Armstrong and, to be honest, I got a bit fed up with it. We weren’t getting anywhere. How could we? I wanted to go bigger, you know, canvas our local MP. It’s government policies that are doing the real damage. Compared to what’s going on in parliament, our local council is irrelevant, but that’s something Jonathan couldn’t seem to get his head around.’
‘Did you argue with him?’
‘Not argue, exactly. We disagreed. But since I got the job here I don’t really have that much time for Jonathan and his protests.’
‘You were there in the car park when he threw eggs at David Armstrong’s car on Tuesday,’ Geraldine pointed out. ‘That’s only three days ago.’
Rod nodded, suddenly serious. ‘Yes, and that’s when I decided Jonathan had gone too far. I mean, a stunt like that could cause an accident. It was unacceptable.’
He sounded so earnest, Geraldine suspected he was putting on a show for her benefit. Neither of them mentioned David Armstrong was dead. It was even possible that Rod didn’t know about it.
‘Do you intend to see Jonathan again?’
Rod shrugged. ‘I don’t know. Like I said, I’m kind of busy these days, and between you and me, Jonathan can be a bit of a dick.’
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‘So you think Rod Browning was over-egging it?’ Eileen asked with a smile when Geraldine reported back to the team the following morning.
Geraldine chuckled. ‘Something like that, yes. But as for whether he was telling the truth about the extent of his own involvement in the attacks, it’s impossible to be sure.’
‘It’s not like you to be unable to see through subterfuge,’ Eileen commented.
Geraldine shrugged at the compliment. ‘Maybe it had something to do with his shaggy beard,’ she said, adding that she hadn’t been able to see his face properly.
‘I think it may be time to have another word with Jonathan Edwards,’ Eileen suggested. ‘And what about the two retired teachers who protested with him? They might have something useful to add. They were there with Jonathan and Rod, weren’t they?’ She turned to Ariadne. ‘Now, what about forensics? Have we come up with anything useful?’