A Dance of Ghosts by Kevin Brooks

Author:Kevin Brooks
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Random House
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The first police car turned up about fifteen minutes later – two uniformed constables in a patrol car – but even as I was showing them where the body was, more vehicles began to arrive, and within about an hour or so the once-gloomy isolation of the lay-by had been transformed into a brightly lit hive of activity. A crime-scene tent had been erected, floodlights blazed, there were uniformed officers all over the place, CID detectives, scenes-of-crime officers, a doctor, pathologist, photographer … all of them bustling around, doing what they had to do, which included asking me lots of questions. By the time Mick Bishop finally arrived, I must have told my story at least three or four times already. But as Bishop got out of his Vectra and immediately began taking control of the scene, I knew that it was going to be the story I told him, and how I told it, that really mattered.

I was sitting in the back of a car with a female officer called DC Roberts when Bishop first arrived. Roberts was asking me some more questions – and also, I think, just keeping an eye on me – and as she carried on talking, I watched Mick Bishop striding around the lay-by, doing his thing – barking out orders, demanding answers, telling people where to go and what to do. He never once looked over at me. He spent very little time at the actual crime scene either. I saw him go through the gap between the end of the bank and the hawthorn trees, and in the bright white light of the floodlights I saw him gazing down at the pool below, but he didn’t go any further. He just stared down at Anna’s body for a while, asked a few questions, then turned round and came back.

And now, I could see, he was heading towards me.

He looked tired, his skin even paler than usual in the blaze of sterile white light, and there was a depth of cold determination to his eyes that I hadn’t seen before. I didn’t like the look of it at all. As he came round the back of the car, DC Roberts opened the door for him.

‘We’re going to need lifting equipment to get the body out,’ he said to her. ‘Sort it out, OK?’

‘Sir,’ she said, closing her notebook and getting out of the car.

Bishop waited for her to leave, then got in, sat down beside me, and closed the door.

‘Why didn’t you call me?’ he said calmly.

‘I called the police –’

‘Why didn’t you call me?’

‘I didn’t have your number.’

‘I gave you my card.’

‘Yeah, I lost it –’

‘Bollocks.’ He stared angrily at me. ‘I told you, didn’t I? I fucking told you not to do anything without telling me first.’

‘I was just driving around –’

‘Yeah, so I’ve heard. You were just driving around and you just happened to find her. Is that the best you can do?’

‘It’s the truth.’

‘Like fuck it is.’ He stared at me.

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