‘They found a couple of envelopes of cash too, totalling around ten grand, minus a few quid, which I guess he’d already spent,’ Rob said.

‘Ten grand for killing someone,’ Kelly said.

‘One of them, or both of them?’ Rob asked.

‘Good question,’ she said. ‘The CPS must change their minds now.’

‘You’d think so,’ Rob agreed.

‘You know George Fellows was seen on CCTV at Penrith station?’ Kelly asked.

‘Yes, boss,’ he replied.

‘Can we go over that again and take a closer look at what he was carrying? Did he take something from the deposit box or place something into it? Or both. You can’t get ten grand out of a cashpoint,’ she said.

‘I see where you’re going.’

‘I’ll give Fabian Kennedy-Craig an early wake-up call and see if he can tell me where George is,’ she said, ending the call.

She dialled and waited. To her surprise, Fabian answered quickly and sounded sprightly.

‘Good night’s rest?’ she asked.

‘The hotel is quite nice. I can’t imagine Donald being satisfied with it though, his tastes are far more expensive, on somebody else’s tab, obviously,’ he said.

‘And how would you know that?’ she asked.

‘My father told me that he paid for Donald to stay in the Ritz once, and he complained about the linen being inferior to the Dorchester. He’s that type of man. He’s not only ungrateful but rude to boot, especially when it concerns other people’s money – usually my father’s.’

‘Fabian, did your father treat Donald so well because he was afraid that he knew too much?’ She was careful what she said. The pornographic material had yet to be sorted through, and a case put together. As yet, they’d only scratched the surface. The last thing she wanted was to tip off the families before they’d opened up to her.

‘Too much about what?’

‘His business.’

‘I think we can safely say that it was the other way around. My father could have destroyed Donald’s career, but he chose not to.’

‘But you said yourself that Donald extorted money from him. Why did your father put up with that if he held Donald’s career in his hands?’

Fabian ignored her and Kelly believed his actions to be evasive on purpose.

‘On the other hand, Donald was and is still a lying cheat. Which is why I wanted to talk to him yesterday.’

‘The man is still critically ill, Fabian. They won’t let you see him,’ she said. ‘And given your antics at the hospital last night, Elaine Reilly has made sure you’re not allowed anywhere near him. What’s the animosity between you two?’ she asked, giving him an opportunity to give her his side of the argument.

‘She knows what an oily fucker Donald is, excuse my language,’ he said.