Back The Friend
Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62
  66. Acknowledgements
  67. About the Author
  68. About the Publisher

‘No one else knew?’ Joel said. He knew what this meant. A common issue with intelligence received from a source is the provenance. A circle of trust between criminals can be so small that acting on that information would immediately reveal who had come forward, something police needed to prevent at all costs. To do this, information only left the source unit when it was parallel sourced, that is, when it could be demonstrated that the information could have come from somewhere other than the person who had provided it.

‘No one else could. Any child sex offender will have a very tight circle – they may not have a circle at all, not beyond a fake profile on the dark web at least.’

‘But Macie Sutton was part of someone’s circle?’

‘She was. Her brother’s a man called Marcus Olsen.’

‘Marcus Olsen!’ Joel sat straighter.

‘I know … I know he’s been found dead too.’

‘In two different places. And you didn’t think this was relevant until now?’ Joel was back to considering roughing up a colleague.

Miles ran his hand through his hair. ‘What I think doesn’t really matter right now. We handle information in here that can get people killed – that’s the whole purpose of this unit, to provide a place for that information to live, to make a difference, but in a way that no one gets hurt. Three people are dead.’

‘Four,’ Joel cut in. ‘Not wanting to make your day any worse but Danny Evans killed himself with the same gun he used to shoot Hannah.’

‘Killed himself?’ Miles’s repetition was born from shock not disbelief.

‘Probably.’

‘Probably?’

‘I was called out to have a look at him. I’ve been back to work for three days and I’ve already had my fill of dead people. Now it might make more sense that he took his own life.’

‘How so?’

‘I don’t know for sure, I need to put it all together, but we have a convicted paedophile, an informant who can provide access to him and the police officer investigating, all dead. Danny Evans might have a reason to want every one of those people dead. It wouldn’t be the first time someone did something like that and then took their own life.’

‘Job done then? Glad I could help.’

‘Easy as that.’ Joel managed a smile now. ‘I need to get back to it. I have a DS who will need updating too; a fresh set of eyes might have a fresh set of questions. We’re based upstairs. Are you here until late?’

Miles shrugged. ‘I have a camper van and today I was sure to bring it in. Does that answer your question?’

‘What information can you share officially?’