DI Mitchell Yorkshire Crime Thrillers: Book 1-3 by Oliver Davies

DI Mitchell Yorkshire Crime Thrillers: Book 1-3 by Oliver Davies

Author:Oliver Davies [Davies, Oliver]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-12T22:00:00+00:00


Fourteen

Other than Will Seton, who had really only come to my attention through a coincidental encounter, the main student we were interested in, was still living here in York. For ease, Stephen and I headed over there first, pulling up outside a nice-looking terrace house with a row of colourful flowerpots outside the door, though the flowers had started to die off. There was a pumpkin that had been cleverly carved to look like the silhouette of a witch flying on a broomstick, and Stephen paused to take a picture.

“Is that for evidence?” I asked wryly.

Stephen shot me a sheepish smile. “Nope. Pumpkin inspiration for when we do the carving with the kids.”

I shook my head in exasperation. “Come on.” He came over to the door with me, and I knocked smartly.

It was fairly early, so I wasn’t surprised that it took a few minutes for someone to answer. The woman who opened the door was dressed in office wear and had a harried expression on her face which shifted into a frown when she saw us.

“Hello?”

I took out my badge, as did Stephen. “Hi, we’re looking for an Andy Smith, is he home?”

She blinked. “Yeah, yeah, he’s in the kitchen,” she said, taking a couple of moments before she stepped back to let us in. “What’s this about? Is it his family or something?”

I noted that she’d not jumped to thinking that Andy had done anything wrong, which either meant that she had no idea of his past, or that he’d been on the straight and narrow recently.

“We’ll need to discuss that with him,” Stephen said evenly, and she nodded.

“Well, I need to rush out. I’m late for work,” she said haltingly as she led the way down the narrow hall to the small, tidy kitchen at the back. “He’s in here. Andy, honey?”

A beanstalk of a man with a mop of blond hair turned around and almost dropped the plate of toast he was holding. He slid it onto the counter and pressed a hand to his chest, sending us a sheepish grin.

“God, you guys gave me a shock.” He looked over at the woman I assumed to be his girlfriend, since she wasn’t wearing a ring. “You couldn’t have warned me, love?”

“I’ve gotta dash, I’m sorry,” she said apologetically to both us and Andy.

Andy waved her off. “Go, go,” he said, before glancing to us. “That’s okay, right?”

I nodded. “We may need to talk to you at a later date,” I said to her, before turning to Andy, “but for now we just need to talk to you.”

The woman moved to kiss Andy on the cheek, still shooting us worried looks. “Call me if you need me, okay?” she told Andy quietly. “I can take a day off-”

“No worries, go on, you’re running so late.” He tapped his watch, and she grimaced.

She headed out, closing the front door behind her, and Andy’s face fell from the easy grin of earlier into something heavier. I noticed how well he’d concealed his emotions from his girlfriend, and from us and narrowed my eyes at him.



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