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‘Yes. An officer has spoken to her and she’ll be given a formal warning in writing that they need to be kept on a leash at all times or she will be prosecuted. It’s an offence not to keep dogs under control. So thank you for bringing it to our attention. We’re always grateful to members of the public for helping us in our job.’
‘Thank you,’ Jan said, and ended the call.
Relief flooded through her. Thank goodness. The police believed Anne kept dangerous dogs, so all she would receive was a written warning. She’d be free to continue her work and those little ones could live out their short lives in her loving care.
SIXTY-THREE
Six months later, Ian sat in his living room, dinner on a tray, watching the evening news. A For Sale board had been erected at the front of the house and Emma had already moved out. She was staying with her family until the house was sold, when they would divide the proceeds and furniture and buy a flat each of their own. Emma had taken all her personal belongings and the house felt bare and lonely without her. Ian missed her, but they would remain friends and eventually, he thought, they would hopefully find new partners with whom they could have healthy children.
The signature tune for the six o’clock news began and Ian raised the volume, anticipation coursing through his veins. Today was the day. The climax of the police investigation, which Ian had been monitoring closely throughout. He’d watched and, where necessary, had given an anonymous helping hand, although the fraud squad hadn’t needed much help as Moller’s guilt was obvious from all the records they’d found.
The fruition of their investigation had come today at 2 p.m. when they had raided the Moller Clinic and arrested Carstan and Edie Moller. Ian had taken time off work to watch it through Moller’s CCTV, which he’d hacked into. The media had been there because Ian had tipped them off. Now he was looking forward to seeing their arrest on the evening news, as were others whose lives Carstan had ruined.
The international news items came first: a plane crash in Siberia where no one had survived, a shooter in the US, a bombing in Thailand, and the ups and downs of the stock market. Then the home news began and this item was first, with a presenter giving her report outside the Moller Clinic.
‘Earlier this afternoon,’ she began, ‘this quiet, rural village was left in a state of shock when a husband and wife in their sixties, purporting to be doctors, were arrested at this clinic you can see behind me. They are being detained on suspicion of deception, fraud and money laundering.’ The report cut to film taken that afternoon of the Mollers being led away by detectives as reporters took photographs and shouted questions.