Fathers and Sons: A DCI Cieran Black Scottish Crime Thriller (DCI Cieran Black Scottish Crime Thrillers Book 5) by Ramsay Sinclair

Author:Ramsay Sinclair [Sinclair, Ramsay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-29T00:00:00+00:00

Detective Black and Fraser Gibson got to Golden Crown Bank five minutes after Detective Boyle and his team did. They managed to get there only ten minutes after the call to 9-9-9 was first made, and they were still too late.

Dawson and Brodie had been fast, even faster than they had been at Virtue Holdings Group. They’d been in and out before Detective Boyle and his team could even get there, much to the man’s dismay.

Boyle was leaning against the hood of his squad car, his head between his hands, when Detective Black and Fraser approached.

“Any of the hostages hurt?” Cieran asked, casting a glance around at the ambulances leaving the area. There were more of them than there had been at the previous robbery, but Golden Crown Bank was a bigger and busier building than the other one had been. Meaning that there was likely to have been more hostages during this robbery than there had been in the other.

Which increased the risk of someone getting hurt.

“No,” Detective Boyle replied with a groan. “But they were more freaked out than the others had been, and some of them looked as though they were in shock.” He let out a deep sigh, his shoulders slumped, and he rubbed his temples with his fingers. This case really seemed to be getting to him, far more than any other case that Cieran had seen.

“I asked that they all be sent to the hospital. All except her.” Boyle gestured to a young woman sitting on the curb by the bank, her blond hair tied back into a tight bun while she looked all around the scene in front of her. She didn’t look jittery or anxious whatsoever, not like how Detective Black expected to see someone who had just been taken hostage.

Instead, she looked calculating, her expression blank as she looked first to the ambulances pulling out, then to the bank behind her, and finally to Detective Black and Detective Boyle. He noticed that, for a moment, her eyes lingered on Cieran’s walking stick before she moved on.

“Why her?” Cieran asked, looking back to Detective Boyle. He supposed she didn’t look hurt physically, but that did not mean there weren’t mental scars that needed to be looked at.

Boyle scratched at the back of his neck, wincing as he did so. “Claims that she’s ex-army,” he sighed, “and apparently that means she doesn’t spook easily. I’m going to interview her in a bit.”

Detective Black watched as Boyle’s fingers began to twitch before reaching for something in his jacket’s chest pocket, only to find nothing there. The man must have been reaching for a pack of cigarettes, Cieran realized, forgetting that he had likely quit years before.

This case must have been really getting to Boyle, stressing him out so much that he was itching for a cigarette.

The man was drowning in this case, and Cieran had the capability to throw him a lifejacket.

“So, why not now?” Detective Black asked. Perhaps getting some clarity on what had happened in the bank would clear up some of Boyle’s stress about the case.

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