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

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt your meal. I can come back a bit later if you like,’ Jane offered.

Rita patted the sofa. ‘No, we’ve nearly finished – and there’s some ham left if you’d like a sandwich.’

‘I’m fine, thanks.’

Jane sat on the sofa, opened the house-to-house folder and got out the form.

‘Do you think the two men I saw were involved in the robbery?’

Rita handed her plate to her husband, who used his fork to push what was left onto his plate.

‘We don’t know for certain yet, but it’s possible. Your husband just mentioned you saw something else of interest.’

She nodded. ‘When I spoke to the sergeant, he told me about the armed robbery in Leytonstone and that a possible getaway car had been set alight in one of the garages, which I didn’t know about at the time I saw the two men in Blake Hall Road.’

Jane instantly realised the significance of the timing between her seeing the two men and the fire.

‘Did you see or smell any smoke when you returned to your flat after your shopping trip?’

‘No, not a thing, until I heard the fire engines. I went outside, and the firemen were putting out the garage fire. I asked a PC who was with them what was happening, and he advised it was best I return to my flat as inhaling the smoke wouldn’t be good for me.’

‘How long after you got home was it you heard the fire engines?’

‘A matter of minutes, but it wasn’t until I was discussing what happened with my husband that I remembered about the other two men I saw. Being a former Royal Parks Keeper, he went over everything with me in detail and he thinks these men might be involved as well.’

‘I was going to phone the station after tea, but now you’re here you can hear it from the horse’s mouth . . . so to speak.’

Peter put his food tray on the floor next to his armchair. Spud jumped up and started licking up the scraps of food. Jane knew there were four men who robbed the bank, but there was a strong possibility that after dumping the car they’d split up. She got out her pocket notebook and pen.

‘Can you tell me about these other two men, please? Firstly when and where you saw them.’

‘Well, I’d just got back to the flat and put the shopping in the kitchen when Spud started scratching at the door, so I knew he was bursting for a tinkle. I took him out on the lawn at the front of the flats. He was lifting his leg when I heard something behind me. I turned around and saw two men walking and talking quietly together.’