Chapters (41)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- About the Author
- Lynda La Plante Reader’s Club
- Letter from the author
Jane looked at her watch as Teflon drove to the Broadwater Farm estate; it was half past four, and she figured she could still get to her parents’ for supper by six. She wondered if Tony would be there and what state of mind he’d be in. She hoped he wasn’t, in case he inadvertently let slip he’d recently seen her.
‘Thanks for agreeing to see the Wilson twins with me today.’ she said.
‘No problem. It will give us more time to concentrate on our other enquiries tomorrow.’
‘I’ve got to go with the Colonel to meet his informant, but that’s at 7.30 in Brick Lane, so I should be back at the office before nine. Then we can collect Fiona Simpson and take her to see the albums.’
‘The man she saw in the driver’s seat of the Cortina has to be Graham Smith.’
‘I just hope she picks him out.’
‘Even if she does, Murphy won’t arrest him yet. He wants them all bang to rights, cash and guns in hand on the plot, so he can put them away for a long time.’ He paused, then gave her a side-on glance. ‘You’ve done well, Jane.’
‘Thanks.’
She smiled over at him and for a moment their eyes met. She quickly turned away, feeling herself flushing. He was a handsome man, and she couldn’t help being attracted to him, but another relationship with a police officer – let alone one of the Flying Squad – was definitely not in her plans.
Why don’t I ever meet anyone nice outside the job? she wondered.
‘For now, I’m not going to tell Rachel, or Emma, anything about the suspects we’ve identified or what we know about them,’ she said, bringing her focus back to the job in hand.
‘I agree with you. Looking ahead, it might be better not to put Rachel through the experience of giving evidence in court against men like them. I’ll park here in Willan Road; it’s only a short walk to Tangmere House.’
‘Kingston was very quiet at the meeting,’ Jane remarked as they got out of the car.
‘According to the Colonel he had a massive bust-up with his wife last night.’
‘I hope it wasn’t too serious,’ she said, hoping he’d say more.
‘Keep it to yourself, but apparently when she got home last night, Katie decided to tell her boyfriend she was having an affair with Kingston. He then phoned Kingston’s wife while we were all in the pub, so no surprise all hell broke loose when he got home.’
‘Bloody hell,’ Jane said, wondering what else Katie had said.