‘Yes, sorry. I read the papers of course, but I didn’t think it was true, just the usual drama. You really think it was sabotage?’

‘That’s the angle we’re taking at the moment.’

‘You think it was climate change protesters targeting Donald?’

‘You knew Donald well?’

‘Not well, but he and Dad were close once. I didn’t think they’d seen each other in years.’

‘I’m sorry I can’t give you any answers as to who might be responsible for the crash. There are some issues we’ve come across that are a little sensitive and I know how your family protects its privacy.’

‘Sensitive? You mean the articles about my father being a fraud and a disgusting old capitalist?’

‘Kind of.’

‘Something else?’

‘Well, there is actually. Let’s talk when you get here. You really need to get going if you’re going to make it up here.’

‘Did you speak to my mother about it?’

‘Yes, and it didn’t go well, I’m afraid. I suppose it’s to be expected, but I really need some answers.’

‘I’ll handle her,’ Fabian said.

‘Before you go, was it you who filed the civil complaint about the AAIB?’ she asked.

‘No, that was my mother. I told her to wait until after the report is finalised, but she’s obsessed with the crash being sabotage by an activist,’ he said.

‘Really? She seemed surprised when I told her about the sabotage, though she did assume that if it wasn’t an accident then it must be climate change activists who did it.’

‘And you think it could be someone else?’ Fabian asked.

‘We’re exploring all avenues,’ Kelly said. ‘Let me know when you arrive, and where you’re staying.’

They hung up.

Kelly made her way back to the office, via the lift; she didn’t fancy taking the stairs. The lift was empty and she leant against the back of it and felt the gravity pull at her stomach as it lurched upwards. She needed a coffee.

Next on her list was interviewing Paul Edderbridge, and she was going to make sure that she had two large male uniformed officers in the room with her, as well as her wing woman, DS Kate Umshaw, given his background of kicking off, and his violence towards women. The roads had been cleared enough to send a squad car to pick him up and bring him in. At the same time, his girlfriend’s place was being searched by forensics, much to the woman’s disgust. It was always the kids that were stuck in the middle, and she didn’t envy the officers sent to pick him up.