A Death in Rembrandt Square by Anja de Jager

Author:Anja de Jager [Jager, Anja de]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, International Mystery & Crime, Thrillers, Suspense
ISBN: 9781472126313
Google: yCvGvQEACAAJ
Amazon: B077Y3VQ18
Barnesnoble: B077Y3VQ18
Goodreads: 45032209
Publisher: Constable
Published: 2018-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

‘The next time I see Sandra Ngo, I don’t know if I should hug her or kill her,’ Chief Inspector Moerdijk said.

His running gear was drying over the radiator in his office. He must have gone for a run at lunchtime and got caught in the rain. The bottoms of my trousers were still a little damp from where my umbrella hadn’t kept all the rain off. It was harder to stay dry when there was also a force 8 wind trying to pull the umbrella from your hand and you were attempting to keep a file with important papers from getting soaked.

‘Kill her,’ I said. ‘Or just give her a kicking. I won’t tell anybody you did it.’

I had gone to the boss’s office after I’d examined the file and had a chance to absorb what I’d found in there. Barry had said that I’d focused on Ruud Klaver exclusively from the start. That after Nancy’s evidence I’d only ever looked at him. I knew I had needed it to be him because otherwise we wouldn’t have gone into the Klavers’ house in the first place. But that didn’t make it the truth, and now it turned out that the gun that had killed Carlo Sondervelt had been used in another murder and Ruud Klaver had a solid alibi for that time.

‘I’m not sure she deserves that. But you do. I told you explicitly not to give an interview to Right to Justice and you went directly against my instructions.’

I shrugged. What was done was done. Nothing the boss could do would make me feel worse than I already did. I’d had some time to calm down after the interview, and it no longer felt as if old wounds had been ripped open. Instead they throbbed with the familiar ache of a previously broken bone during rainy weather.

‘You do know that I’m your boss, don’t you? You haven’t forgotten that? And you also remember what that means, right? It means that if you ask me if you can do something, and I tell you you can’t, then you don’t. You don’t do it sneakily behind my back.’

There was a joking edge to his voice, so I wasn’t worried by his words. I knew him well enough to be aware that the fact that he was kidding meant that he was secretly pleased. In a way, I did deserve to be told off. Not for going against his wishes, but because Sandra’s evidence had nothing to do with information that the family had given her. I’d thought it would be impossible for me to unearth the thing that she had found, but I could have done. In fact, I should have done. Ten years ago.

‘What do you want us to do now?’ I said.

‘You never looked into this at the time?’

‘No, we had no idea the gun had been used before. That murder was at the other end of the country. We never compared the bullets.’

‘But Sandra Ngo did.

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