Each Man Kills by David Barry

Author:David Barry
Language: eng, eng
Format: epub
Tags: murder, terrorism, SAS, mercenaries, detectives, police, Celtic mysticism, ley lines, suicide, infidelity, IRA, Swansea, Rhossili Bay, shooting, Welsh legends, hunt and attack, Wales, Aberystwyth, Tregaron, asylum, survival techniques.
ISBN: 9781783338665
Publisher: Andrews UK
Published: 2014-07-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

The Sunday papers were already on the streets by the time the story of Evans’s escape broke. But network television and radio used it as their headline news. BBC Wales, HTV and S4C put out special newsflashes, with a warning that Evans could be armed. During the trial, and because of the way Wilson had been relieving himself when he was shot, the Sun had dubbed Evans the KARZY KILLER and the fact that Wilson had been urinating while he was shot was mentioned repeatedly, giving the bizarre impression that people were not safe in their own bathrooms.

Lambert was asked by the assistant chief constable to give a brief press interview, and he made his short statement around lunchtime on the steps outside police headquarters, assuring the public that Evans would soon be apprehended, but also warning anyone who spotted him not to approach him but to contact the police immediately. He gave short but courteous replies to their questions and adeptly avoided saying anything they didn’t already know.

‘How did it go?’ Ellis asked him when he returned to the office.

Lambert shrugged. ‘I used the sort of police jargon they expect to hear and, in short, told them nothing very much.’

‘I hear Phillips is none too pleased that the full-scale manhunt hasn’t begun yet.’

Lambert dropped his voice and leaned towards Ellis. ‘Phillips is a dickhead. I’m glad the chief constable’s got more sense than to listen to him. Evans is no fool. He’ll have gone to earth. Our fox will travel at night. Then we can let Phillips loose. Go boy!’

Ellis grinned. ‘Come to think of it, he does look like a bloodhound.’

‘Not that good looking.’

Lambert began flicking through his desk diary.

‘A thought has occurred to me,’ said Ellis. ‘Maybe Evans doesn’t have a motive.’

Lambert looked up from the diary. ‘Round the bloody twist, you mean? Yes, I’d thought of that. There’s a full moon tonight. It looks as if Evans planned it this way. So if he is a sandwich short of a picnic, he’s remembered to bring the bloody mustard.’

Ellis studied the ley line charts spread over Lambert’s desk.

‘What about these ley lines?’

‘They look like copies of copies. And if he is travelling from one megalithic monument to another, surely he must have known that by leaving these behind in the hospital we’d have found them, then all we have to do is post police at all the ancient sites within a certain radius and wait for him to show up. But something tells me it’s not going to be that simple. Still, I reckon she owes me.’

‘Sorry?’

‘Helen. My ex. She was into all this crap. Celtic wizardry.’

‘I thought that was when they beat Rangers.’

‘Ha-ha.’ Emphasising the soft C, Lambert said, ‘That’s Celtic, dumb-brain.’

DC Wallace strolled nonchalantly into the office, hands in pockets, whistling lightly. His attitude immediately irritated Lambert.

‘I thought you were looking into Wilson’s background, Constable.’

‘I have. And I think I got a result.’

Ellis looked impressed. ‘That was bloody quick.’

Lambert regarded him suspiciously. ‘Come on then, Constable.

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