Chapters (81)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Dedication
- Prologue
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- Thirty-four
- Thirty-five
- Thirty-six
- Thirty-seven
- Thirty-eight
- Thirty-nine
- Forty
- Forty-one
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- Forty-three
- Forty-four
- Forty-five
- Forty-six
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- Forty-nine
- Fifty
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- Fifty-seven
- Fifty-eight
- Fifty-nine
- Sixty
- Sixty-one
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- Sixty-three
- Sixty-four
- Sixty-five
- Sixty-six
- Sixty-seven
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- Read More
- Prologue
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
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- Dedication
‘Here’s my ride,’ Eve said as Gerry pulled to a stop and rolled down the window, giving Carla a wave.
Eve looked down at Carla and smiled. ‘See you soon, no doubt.’
Carla nodded. ‘See you soon,’ and she waved as Gerry drove Eve away.
Bremer was waiting for her, arms folded, when she got back to the office.
‘I saw you having a nice friendly chat with Eve. Get anything out of her?’
‘No, she just chatted about Gerry really.’
‘He’s an odd one, that bloke. What is he – nearing retirement and still only a PS?’
A little harsh. Not everyone wanted to climb up the ranks, and besides, being a sergeant wasn’t exactly a failure. ‘I get the impression they put Eve’s career first.’
Bremer’s look made it obvious what he thought about that. ‘He doesn’t strike me as the sort to do anything without her say-so.’
Carla was irritated now. Bremer didn’t even know Gerry, so who was he to make judgements about his marriage? ‘He gave me the letters without her say-so.’
‘But did he? We only have his word for that.’
‘I can’t see that it matters who decided to. We got them, that’s all that counts.’
‘Is it? I’m not too sure. Eve’s got something to do with this case and if Gerry does whatever he’s told, that could make things difficult.’
‘In what way? Gerry’s not even on the case.’
‘Yes, but you are.’
Carla was too furious to reply. Bremer unfolded his arms and spoke carefully.
‘I don’t mean you would say anything deliberately, but I know he’s an important person in your life and that could make things awkward.’
Yeah, like when you drag me into an interview with his wife, she wanted to say.
‘I just wouldn’t want your friendship with Gerry to compromise the investigation,’ he finished.
‘My friendship with Gerry will not compromise anything.’ She knew her voice was shaking and she hoped he knew it was from anger.
‘Good. Thank you.’
Carla went to her desk and sat down. Her whole body was shaking with anger – he’d made her get far more involved in this case than she had in any other and now he had the cheek to question her ability to do her job? She was about to go to his office and tell him she wasn’t going to do anything more than sit at her desk and do the work she usually did, when Nell stormed into the room, a bemused-looking Paul following seconds later.
‘I’m telling you, he’s lucky I didn’t punch him.’ Nell threw her bag under her desk as Paul mouthed ‘Ian Fowler’ to Carla.