Broken Angel by Diane M. Dickson

Author:Diane M. Dickson [Dickson, Diane M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Book Folks best-selling murder mystery detective fiction publishers
Published: 2018-06-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Once they had handed the stricken woman to a uniformed officer and arranged help to get her home, Tanya stepped out of the office to where Charlie stood watching through a narrow window. He was looking down on a scene that was so ordinary, so everyday, it didn’t seem possible that this was happening. Yes, there were uniforms, more than usual, but there were children, teams in track suits and trainers, old guys in motor bike leathers looking faintly ridiculous and then dozens of ordinary people, couples, families, groups, and the women, on their own, living their lives, and it was them who needed her to fix this. They assumed it was safe, she had to make sure it was.

If only she could work out how.

“So, George Simpson?”

Charlie just shook his head. “No answer.”

They walked around the services, looked at the table where Jane had been picked up on the CCTV, her head bent over the plate of food, untouched in front of her. She had looked like any ordinary teenager, a little angry, a little insecure. They had seen him, watched as he approached the table with his head turned away from the surveillance cameras. He had shown her the wallet and then she had, inexplicably, collected her belongings and walked out with him.

It was imperative to find the soldier who had approached her, as soon as possible. She had them send the video by email to the office and called to tell Paul to drop anything else he was doing and identify the badges, getting anyone else available to help. She instructed him find out who the hell this was, where he was, and to arrange to have him interviewed as soon as possible.

The soldier had looked at the killer in the face, he was priceless as a witness.

They watched as the two figures crossed the car park and vanished out of sight in the narrow road beside the hotel.

“Why would she do that? Why would anyone go and get in a car with a stranger, Charlie?”

“Well I guess it’s because he’s not really a stranger. As far as she knows he’s a copper, he’s safe.”

They started across the car park, it was windy with rain in the air, late afternoon; the services were busy with a wide mix of people.

Tanya glanced around, laid a hand on Charlie’s arm, and pointed into the parked cars. “What’s going on over there?”

He turned to see a young woman, long blond hair blowing in the light breeze, attempting to pull her car door closed. A man in uniform was bending towards her, standing in a position that forced her to keep it open. She was obviously distressed, waving her arms at him. They couldn’t make out the words but her voice, high pitched and angry, carried to them across the tarmacked space. They knew that it was ludicrous to think it could be anything to do with their case, it just didn’t happen like that, but they couldn’t walk away.

Pulling their i.

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