‘Seems like no one talks to me about these things anyway,’ Adrian said. ‘You’re the adult in this relationship, judging by the way everyone is always talking to you about what we should be doing.’

As irritating as Adrian’s petulant behaviour was, at least this was a conversation.

‘That’s not fair.’

‘So, let’s talk about the case, then. Who does that body belong to?’

Imogen blew out her cheeks in exasperation before speaking again.

‘We have reason to believe it’s someone Angela knows, so we can assume she’s connected to her in some way. A friend, maybe.’

‘Do we know if Gary had any luck gaining information about previous contacts they may have had in Shropshire?’ Adrian asked.

‘Call him and find out.’

Adrian pulled out his phone and called Gary, putting him on speakerphone.

‘Where are you guys?’ Gary said.

‘On our way to the Corrigan construction site. We think Angela Corrigan has gone there to speak to her husband about the body under the greenhouse. Any news on that?’

‘Nothing yet; they are still getting it out, as far as I know. Officer Hasan called in to update us about fifteen minutes ago. The paramedics didn’t manage to save Jimmy Chilton, I’m afraid. After Adrian left the scene, they got him out and put him in the ambulance, but he died before they even got to the hospital.’

‘We didn’t think there was much hope they would be able to,’ Adrian said.

‘What about the identity of the body under the greenhouse? Have you got any ideas about who it may be?’ Imogen said.

‘None, but I did find something strange,’ Gary said.

‘Go on,’ Imogen said.

‘Well, I was looking for any trace of family for Angela Corrigan and I was looking at her wedding certificate. I can’t quite work it out.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘According to this, she married Reece when she was sixteen years old.’

‘That’s grim. How old was he?’

‘Forty-four.’

‘Wow. So, they got married just before they moved down to Exeter?’

‘Looks like it.’

‘Her father’s name will be on the certificate, won’t it?’ Imogen said.

‘Yep. His name was Joseph Purcell. I checked and both he and his wife died in 2006 within a few months of each other, two years before the marriage took place.’

‘She really didn’t have anyone looking out for her, did she?’ Imogen muttered.

‘I’ll keep digging but that’s as far as I have got right now.’

‘Thanks, Gary,’ Adrian said, hanging up the phone.

They drove into the brand-new as-yet-unopened business park and pulled up as close to the construction site as they could. Angela Corrigan’s white Lexus was parked on-site. Reece Corrigan’s Range Rover was also there, the boot open. But there was no sign of either of them.