“No. There’s something she said to me, that I’ve only just remembered. She’ll be heading for the place where the two rivers meet. The Bishop and the Selver.”

“Where’s that?”

“The only place it can be is at the reservoir. That’s where we’ll find her, the New Riverby.”

“The reservoir? Can’t you pin it down any more than that? The bloody thing is miles wide. I’m at the unit now, and there are two routes to the reservoir, to opposite sides. If we go to the wrong one it can take up to ten minutes to get to the other on those tiny roads.”

“Sorry sir, that’s all I know. We’ll have to split personnel to different search areas. And forget what I said about putting the ’copter on standby. I think we’ll need it as soon as possible.”

“Oh really. Anything else?”

“Yes. I’ll have Patrick picked up, and get him sent to the east side. If she’s there, maybe he can be a good influence. I’ll head west to the viaduct, so we’ve got two sides covered at least, with someone that she trusts. It’s closer from here to the east side, so the husband’s ETA will be about the same as mine to the west if we get him blue-lighted. Also, let’s notify the dive team, though I pray we won’t need them: I think we need to consider the possibility that she might intend to drown those babies.”

Chapter 40

CHAPTER FORTY