Broken Alibi: Lies, Memory and Justice (The Trials of Sarah Newby Book 4) by Tim Vicary

Author:Tim Vicary [Vicary, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: White Owl Publications
Published: 2016-07-11T04:00:00+00:00

30. Flood Tide

SARAH DIDN’T learn about the accident until the evening when she bought a local paper. She glanced casually at an article about a dispute between the City Council and local shopkeepers about who would pay for the Christmas lights, and saw it at the foot of the first page.

Police Inspector in Crash with Mystery Girl

A detective inspector and a teenage girl were seriously injured in a road traffic accident last night. Detective Inspector Terry Bateson and the unnamed girl were hit by an articulated lorry outside the Inner Space Service Station on the Hull Road. Both victims are in intensive care at York Hospital. Eye witnesses report that after an altercation on the garage forecourt, the young girl appeared to run out into the road, pursued by the detective inspector, when ...

Sarah stared at the paper in horror. Terry? Serious injuries? Mystery girl? What on earth could have happened? Instinctively she searched for his number on her mobile before realising no, that won’t work, not if he’s in intensive care. My God - what if he dies? Quickly she scanned the article, trying to see how serious these injuries were, but there was no further information.

What to do? She had just come back from court in Scarborough and had been hoping to prepare a meal for Emily but that could wait. This was urgent. She had to find out.

She took a taxi from the station to the hospital. In the busy, crowded central hall she persuaded a receptionist to find his name on the computer and tell her his ward. The man frowned.

‘That’s intensive care, love. There may not be visitors.’

‘Doesn’t matter. I’ll go there and ask. Which way?’

She followed his instructions down two long corridors and up a lift to a double door leading to small quiet ward where a nurse and a young male doctor were conferring over some notes in front of a computer. The nurse looked up when she arrived.

‘Yes? Can I help you?’

‘Terry Bateson. Is he here?’

‘Bateson? Oh, yes. That’s the policeman.’ A frown crossed her face, not an expression that Sarah found encouraging. ‘Are you a relative?’

‘No, not exactly ... a close friend.’

‘Well, I’m not sure.’ She glanced doubtfully at the doctor. ‘He’s very ill. He saw his family this morning and that tired him out. He needs a lot of rest.’

‘Please, I have to know. How bad is he?’

The doctor faced her for the first time. A young man, about twenty five ‒ Christ, how long have you been out of school? White coat, blue tie, stethoscope round his neck. Practised compassionate frown. If I’m not family who do they think I am?

‘He has a number of serious injuries, but he’s stable now. Out of immediate danger.’

‘Thank God for that. What injuries?’

He consulted a clipboard. ‘Depressed fracture of skull, concussion, compound fracture of the right forearm, four broken ribs, punctured left lung. There was some internal bleeding but that seems to have stabilised.’

‘My God. Is he conscious?’

‘Intermittently.’

‘Well then. Perhaps I could see him, just for a minute?’

The answer was clear on their faces, even as she asked.

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