Barry nods. ‘I don’t sleep so well these days. So I might as well be doing something useful.’ Freya smiles and he carries on. ‘Well, when I pulled the car in, I saw that the bloody freezer was still there. It made me angry that the council hadn’t done anything about it, so I thought I’d try and shift it myself. Should have waited for Connor, did nothing but knock it over, and that’s when it fell out. It didn’t look like a body. Like an overstuffed pillow. Until I saw the head.’

‘And you didn’t touch it? Try to take a pulse?’

The man shakes his head, grimacing. ‘No, it was obvious he was dead. Called you guys straight away.’

‘And had you checked the freezer before? When it was first dumped?’ Freya glances at her notepad quickly. ‘At the weekend?’

‘Yeah, Sunday night. Found it first thing Monday morning. No, we assumed it was empty.’ He stops and looks at Freya. ‘What a horrible thought, that that body was there all along.’

The three of them turn as the door opens, and Mina comes inside. She joins them at the table and introduces herself to Barry.

‘The bus shelter at the end of the road,’ Mina asks. ‘Have you noticed anyone hanging around there?’

‘Not unless you mean the people catching the bus?’

Mina shakes her head. ‘No. It’s full of beer cans and bottles. The cheap stuff, you know. And cigarette butts. Feels like the sort of mess teenagers would leave behind.’

‘There are a few kids sometimes. I can ask Connor when he gets in,’ the man says, checking his watch. ‘He was here last night.’

‘Connor?’ Josh asks.

‘Connor Vardy,’ he replies. ‘Good kid. Bad start in life, helps me out with the trains. Has a real skill with engines – he’s doing some sort of apprenticeship with the college. Sad, really. When a kid has so much potential but no self-belief.’

‘If you could ask him, that would be great,’ Josh says, passing him his contact details. ‘Get him to call us.’

The three of them say their goodbyes – Freya still thinking wistfully of that sausage sandwich – and walk back to the car.

Mina points to the bus shelter, now cordoned off, as they go.

‘I told SOCO to collect what they can,’ she says, climbing into the back seat. ‘Take photos and the like.’

‘Good work,’ Josh says.

‘Thanks, boss,’ Mina replies.

Freya glances back at her. She’s smirking. It’s definitely going to take a while to get used to their new supervising officer. And Freya misses Robin.