She shook her head. ‘Nope. They left the hotel before Gaby and Luke. All travelled back in Eamon’s car. As far as they knew Gaby and Luke planned to follow in a hire car. Eamon said it was delivered just as he was setting off. The five of them were supposed to meet for dinner in Glasgow before Gaby and Luke caught the sleeper to London but they didn’t show.’

‘Hold on,’ Clare said, ‘we didn’t know anything about a hire car. Did Eamon know who they hired it from?’

‘No. Want me to ring round?’

‘If you would, Nita. And, when you find the hire company, see if there’s a tracker fitted. Might help us find them – if they still have the car.’

Nita left and Clare returned to her computer. and typed Gaby’s name into Google. Unsurprisingly there were thousands of results, many of them reports of Russell’s death. Clare filtered the results by News and adjusted the date range. She scrolled down until she saw what she was looking for and clicked on the first headline:

Daytime Star Gaby’s Brother Declared Dead

Checking the date she saw it was almost ten years ago. The photo of a smiling David Fox must have been taken in his late teens or early twenties. She could see the family resemblance, to Gaby at least; and there was a similarity to the photo of Russell Fox pinned up in the incident room. Reading on, she saw the three Fox children had been privately educated in Glasgow. Clare knew of Dalgleish Grammar School but she hadn’t known anyone who’d gone there. It was an exclusive establishment on Glasgow’s south side, popular with the great and the good. Entry was by examination and the school prided itself on its excellent results. It was the place to send your children if you wanted them to get on in life.

She returned to her perusal of the article. Gaby was mentioned, of course, with a brief summary of her career. The paragraph on Russell was shorter, stating simply that he was employed as a chef at a Loch Lomond hotel.

‘Obviously before his drink driving conviction,’ Clare muttered.

Reading on, she saw David Fox had done some voluntary work after leaving school and had found his niche as an instructor at Camp Canada. She sat back and pondered this. Was it one of those places North Americans sent their kids in the summer? According to the article, David had a place to study Engineering at Strathclyde University. His spell at Camp Canada was part of his gap year. The article went on to say,

But the wanderlust was too strong and David, a keen traveller, never returned to make his home in Scotland.