Butcher Baker Banker: Three extraordinary problems. Questionable ways to fix them. (Jack Rutherford and Amanda Lacey Book 8) by Linda Coles

Author:Linda Coles [Coles, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue Banana
Published: 2020-05-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 42

Baker

Sunday morning

On the other side of town, Kit observed his own breakfast, which looked like it had been vomited on. Cereal, warm milk, polystyrene bowl, and a plastic spoon sat in front of him. If this was the start of things to come, heaven help him. Nobody had disturbed him through the night, no doubt to let him have his entitled eight hours’ peace and quiet, but questioning would start soon enough, he was sure. He’d wait for the duty solicitor to roll up in his cheap polyester suit, though he was sure they were in no rush to do so on a Sunday morning. Kit could well be there a while yet. He took a couple of mouthfuls of the soggy cereal and let it slip down his throat, mainly to get something into his empty stomach and not because he wanted to eat what was on offer.

He thought back to events of the previous evening and, more importantly, Natalie and the girls. He hoped she wasn’t too worried about him, had managed to settle herself last night. He’d hardly slept a wink. Too much noise on a Saturday night, with drunks and others coming and going, and doors clanking loudly, hadn’t helped at all. Plus he’d been cold. The thin blanket hadn’t offered much warmth, and he’d spent most of the night shivering. He’d asked for another but had been refused. One blanket was all you got so you didn’t try to knot two together and hang yourself. It was a sad state of affairs for those that really were simply cold and had no intention of suicide.

It was all a total mess. He’d been trying to get back what was rightfully his own and didn’t consider himself a car thief. Unfortunately, the police felt differently. He wondered about Darrel for a moment and if he was awake and eating his sorry cornflakes in a cell nearby. Perhaps he’d even gone home? Perhaps he’d given them what they needed and been released? Maybe he’d been the smart one, but how the hell had he got tied up in illegal documents anyway?

He could hear somebody outside his cell door and waited to see who it was. A uniformed officer put his head around the frame and informed him the duty solicitor was there. He was to escort Kit to an interview room where they could spend a moment or two and talk in private. Kit wondered what the solicitor would be like, but he doubted that he or she would be any better than his previous one. Any solicitor worth their salt worked in private practice, didn’t they? Unless they were a junior, perhaps, like his last one had been.

As he entered the small interview room, his suspicions were confirmed. With a belly making his shirt buttons bulge, the sweaty-looking man was about retirement age. The balding individual started with a grin and an outstretched hand. With his positive grin, he reminded Kit of Bill Maynard, who played

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