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‘We know we’re not the only couple around here to have had a pregnancy go wrong. Everyone says it’s the discharge from the power station contaminating the water that causes the birth defects. That’s what you should be researching, not us.’
‘I will once I’ve ruled out our DNA,’ Ian agreed. ‘I’m sorry for shouting. Shall we have a hug and make up?’
‘Yes, come on. I love you. We’ve got each other and that’s all that matters.’
Ian put his arms around his wife and held her close. ‘Yes, you’re right.’
SEVENTEEN
DC Beth Mayes looked up from her computer screen as Matt returned to his desk. ‘You’ve been gone ages,’ she said. ‘The boss was looking for you earlier.’
‘I’ve seen him. I’ve been to Ivy Cottage – you know, in Wood Lane in Coleshaw Woods,’ Matt replied. Beth nodded. ‘I took a call earlier from Ms Jan Hamlin, the young lady who’s renting it. She reported intruders in her garden and seeing someone in the woods.’
‘Young lady,’ Beth said, with a sardonic smile. ‘So that’s why you were gone so long – rescuing damsels in distress.’ Beth knew Matt well enough to be confident that their repartee wouldn’t cause offence. ‘Find anything?’ she asked.
‘Not really. There’s definitely something getting into her garden, but I don’t think it’s kids like she does. There were no shoe or trainer prints. She said she’d seen someone outside the cottage and running between the trees in the lane, so I had a look there, and also went into the woods at the back. There was no sign of anyone living there. I wondered if it was Bill Smith wandering again. His dementia is advanced now and he’s got lost a few times. But she was adamant the figure she saw was smaller. She’s blocked up a hole in the back hedge so hopefully that will put an end to it.’
‘Why is she living there alone?’ Beth asked. ‘That cottage is very remote.’
‘She said she needed to get away to do some thinking.’
‘OK. I can identify with that.’
‘She was asking about Coleshaw Woods. She’d been reading articles online and found some about a body in the quarry, and a baby that had been heard crying. I reassured her that both cases had been closed.’