Chapters (70)
‘Not yet. The school wants to talk to their parents first.’
Gabby appeared to scan the room. Their colleagues were head down at their desks, laser-focused on their tasks. Yvonne rose to close the window. Gabby’s voice lowered to a whisper. ‘If the DI finds out Jahmelia is my granddaughter, I’ll be taken off the case. So, keep it zipped for now. I need you with me on this.’
‘Absolutely,’ Sarah nodded. ‘Whatever you say.’ She plugged in her charger and attached her phone. But Gabby wasn’t finished with her yet.
‘You knew Libby was involved, didn’t you? That’s why you went to see Jahmelia. You know they’re as thick as thieves.’
The last thing Sarah wanted was Gabby charging head first in such a delicate situation. ‘I pieced it together when Elliott mentioned the Midnight Man. He probably overheard them talking about it when they were babysitting. How else would he have known?’ Sarah spoke softly, conscious that Yvonne was eyeing them both. ‘I babysat for Maggie last night. I asked Elliott if he knew anything more.’
‘And?’ Gabby searched Sarah’s face for answers. ‘What did he say?’
Sarah felt like she was walking a tightrope. A balancing act between loyalty towards Maggie and allegiance to her job. What good would come from telling Gabby that Elliott had seen a spooky Midnight Man in his dreams? That was back in the realms of the supernatural, and she knew how Gabby felt about that.
‘He was worried about Libby, he seems to think she played the game.’ Sarah recalled Elliott staring into the artificial flames. There’s fire.
‘And what did he say about Jahmelia?’ Gabby looked sick.
‘Nothing. He didn’t say anything. But given they were together that night …’ Sarah’s words trailed away.
This obviously wasn’t what Gabby wanted to hear. ‘You know as well as I do, Sarah, this killer is not going to stop. Jahmelia could be next.’ She glanced over Sarah’s shoulder for the second time. ‘Go back to Maggie’s. Find out what they know …’ Her words came to an abrupt halt as Yvonne approached.
‘I’ve got the fire inspector’s report. They’re blaming a candle which caught the curtains in Libby’s bedroom.’
‘That’s fine,’ Gabby said, waving Yvonne away. ‘Upload it to the system. I’ll view it online.’ Turning on her heels, Yvonne returned to her desk.
Sarah shuffled uncomfortably as she waited for instruction. ‘Um … Sarge, what is it you want me to do? I’m pretty sure Elliott’s told me everything he knows. I could try speaking to Jahmelia again …’