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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

‘There’s no need to apologise, you’ve given us a lot of information already. Do you know if the postman saw the car?’

‘He might have done when it went past, but he had his back to it as it came up the road.’

Jane asked Rita if there was anything else she could remember, but Rita was certain she’d told her everything.

‘Will you be getting Rita to help with an artist’s impression of the men?’ Peter asked.

‘I’d have to ask my DI first. Mrs Brown didn’t get a good look at their faces, so an artist’s impression may not help much.’ She looked at Rita. ‘What you have told me could be crucial to the investigation. The men you saw may, or may not, have been involved in the robbery, but either way we need to trace and interview them. If you think you see them again, on or off the estate, don’t approach them. Just dial 999, say it’s about the bank robbery, and uniform officers will attend and deal with them.’

Peter accompanied Jane to the front door and held her coat open while she put it on.

‘Rita did well, didn’t she?’

‘Yes, she did, and you going over everything with her again before I got here certainly helped.’

‘I like to think I can still do my bit for Queen and country. You know, I’d love to have been a detective like you – it must be so much more interesting than pounding the beat.’

‘Well, it’s each to their own, and uniform work is very rewarding as well. Do the Parks Police have a central CID?’

‘We didn’t have a CID at all. If anything major happened the local Met detectives dealt with it.’

Jane wondered if Peter regretted not applying for the Met, but thought it was probably just as well he hadn’t. She thanked him again for his help and left.

Walking to her car she mulled over the information she had gathered. Surely it was more than just coincidence that four men, all with similar builds to the robbers, should be seen on or near the estate shortly after the robbery and close to the time the fire was discovered. Most striking for her was the fact that one of the men was wearing a newsboy cap like the one described by Fiona Simpson, who had seen the driver of the Ford Cortina.

Chapter Eleven

CHAPTER ELEVEN