Back The Dirty Dozen
Chapters (41)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. About the Author
  40. Lynda La Plante Reader’s Club
  41. Letter from the author

He walked off towards Murphy’s office before she could reply. She was sure he was going to complain about her to Murphy. She watched anxiously as he knocked on Murphy’s door and opened it, but didn’t go in.

‘Everyone’s back in the office, Guv.’

‘Thanks, Cam, we’ll be out in a second.’

‘Guv wants to start the meeting,’ Cam said loudly.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their chairs towards the centre of the room.

Jane felt bad for misjudging him.

‘I’m sorry for snapping at you earlier. What did St Cuthbert’s say about the Wilson sisters?’

Cam shook his head. ‘I’ll tell you after the meeting.’

Murphy strode into the room, followed by a subdued-looking Kingston.

‘Right, I’m going to ask the Colonel and Bax to start.’

He nodded to the Colonel to start, but the fax machine began whirring and humming as it printed off an incoming fax.

‘Somebody turn that bloody thing off!’ Murphy barked.

‘It’s some urgent information I requested. It shouldn’t take long,’ Stanley said.

Murphy sighed. ‘Carry on, Colonel.’

‘We spoke to Frank Braun and it’s safe to say he’s no longer a suspect,’ the colonel said. ‘I examined the documents for both his vehicles, and everything was in order.’ He held up the MOT. ‘But this little beauty is the MOT for his Cortina and I seized it as evidence.’

‘You just said his vehicle documents were in order,’ Cam said, looking puzzled.

‘They are, but the garage stamp on the MOT was “GR Motors Ltd”, located in Lordship Lane and close to Bruce Grove.’

Bax took over. ‘We did a casual drive past and the premises has a “front”, with about twenty high-end second-hand cars on it, like Jags, Mercs and BMWs. At the back there’s a servicing, MOT and repair garage, as well as a separate office area, where, according to Braun, a young receptionist called Tina works.’

Murphy looked in his pocket notebook.

‘The name Tina was lip-read by Rachel Wilson, wasn’t it?’ he asked Jane.

She nodded and looked in her pocket notebook.

‘M1 said to M2 in the cafe, “If yesterday hadn’t been a total fuck-up I could have paid our Tina’s wedding off in cash.”’

Murphy looked pleased. ‘Interesting. Do we know who owns the garage?’

The Colonel shook his head. ‘We’re still working on it, Guv. Companies House isn’t open until Monday, but I reckon there’s a good chance GR could be the initials of the owner, so it could be Ripley.’

‘What about the keyholder’s card for GR Motors?’ Murphy asked.

‘There’s no alarm on the premises or keyholder’s card at Tottenham. The authorising vehicle inspector’s signature on the MOT is “G. Smith”.’

‘You reckon he might have had a key cut in order to steal the car?’ Dabs asked.