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He stopped there, not keen to rerun the next scene in Harry’s story, or review the image of Ellie’s small hand on his own as they’d desperately tried to keep Harry alive.
Why?
Because McNab’s gut told him that something similar had probably played out today, but this time with a very different ending.
49
Lee had listened carefully to Rhona’s description of her walk with the dog. His discomfort during the first few minutes of this had been obvious, and Rhona knew he’d been recalling the conversation he’d had with Alvis concerning her current state of mind, which she’d overheard.
Alvis, she was almost relieved to note, wasn’t at the station. According to Lee, he had gone to Raasay for his final walk before heading back to Norway. So it was just the three of them, and Chrissy’s determined input during the interview with Lee had definitely swung the balance in Rhona’s favour.
‘We’ll see if we can locate the girl in the morning,’ Lee had promised. ‘Hopefully weather conditions will have improved by then and we’ll have the MIT here as well.’
Rhona had left Archie’s part in the story until last, concerned about telling Lee exactly what Archie had said regarding the Snowman.
‘People were pretty riled up back then,’ Lee said. ‘Trouble was, those buying were too scared to come forward and their friends and relatives, if they knew about it, didn’t want to get them into trouble. It was a mess,’ he admitted. ‘Did Archie tell you what happened to Ali?’
Rhona nodded.
‘If folk believed Watson was here to set the ball rolling again . . .’ Lee sighed. ‘We’ll have to speak to everyone he was involved with last time, although not all of them are still on the island.’
Sergeant MacDonald looks weary, Rhona thought, as am I.
‘Are you planning to stay in town tonight? It won’t be a pleasant drive back.’
Up to that moment she hadn’t considered what she would do next.
‘She’ll stay at Jamie’s,’ Chrissy answered for her.
Rhona didn’t argue until they were outside.
‘Jamie’s on a call-out, but he said you can stay any time, remember?’ Chrissy told her. ‘He left a key behind the bar in case you might need it.’ She raised her eyebrows and smiled.
‘Stop it,’ Rhona said.
‘Stop what?’ Chrissy’s face was all innocence. ‘So food first at the Isles?’
‘I’m a bit muddy,’ Rhona said.
‘They’re used to walkers, and we can eat in the bar.’
All eyes turned towards them as they entered, covered as they were in snow from the short walk across the square. Blaze, spotting Rhona, came to greet her. Settled by the fire, Rhona ruffled the dog’s ears.
‘Thanks, boy, for your help today.’
The dog looked up at her, a little whine signifying his answer.