Gallowstree Lane_A Collins and Griffiths Detective Novel by Kate London

Author:Kate London [London, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786493385
Google: frCVtgEACAAJ
Publisher: Atlantic Books, Limited
Published: 2019-02-15T15:45:10+00:00

23

Lizzie stood alone on the stairs of Caenwood police station and hesitated. Trask’s staff officer had told her he was in a meeting. He’d be back later. Perhaps she should just go home. You weren’t supposed to do this kind of thing. You were only supposed to bring good news to the borough commander.

But she imagined the phone call Kieran had made to Trask: the shared history, the unsaid but understood. Had Trask thought she would be pleased to be handed around without consultation? Had he even given her wishes any thought at all? She had to say something.

Aiming to keep out of sight, she slipped down to the room the uniformed officers used to write their reports. She settled herself in front of a computer in the far corner, tucked in beneath the window.

The duplicate CCTV disc of the GBH was still in her bag. Kieran’s prohibition came to mind: she wasn’t to let Sarah know about Perseus. But her natural curiosity was stirring. Who knew, the fight might hold the answers to Spencer’s murder. And examining the CCTV wasn’t exactly betraying Perseus; it was just working on her own investigation into the GBH. She slipped the disc into the computer.

The multiple cameras were laid out on a grid, each showing a frozen frame of time. Young people milling around in a shopping centre before a gig. Events of no obvious importance that might hold the key to a death that was still to come. It was the same footage she had watched last night, before she’d been posted to Perseus, but now, with her knowledge of the operation, it might hold a more comprehensible narrative. She went to Camera 11 and fast forwarded to 21:34 hours. There they were, the three men talking on a fire escape, but now the tall, heavy black guy was instantly recognizable to her as the man she had seen through the fish-eye lens that looked into the lobby of a block of flats: Shakiel Oliver, Perseus’s main target.

And there was Ryan, skipping across the landing like a boxer. Anxious to please, she thought. Had the punch he had thrown later by the escalator been on Shakiel’s instructions? That was a thing, she knew: initiating yourself with a gang by committing an act of violence.

She scrubbed back and paused the frame. She studied the other guy, the one standing next to Shakiel, thinner, paler, his hair standing up like a brush. Perhaps she could identify him too. She clicked on her shortcut to Perseus’s restricted drive. Someone had created a folder, Targets. There was a column of thumbnails. There he was! She clicked and saw a custody image, beneath it the target’s name: Ujal JARRAL. She scribbled it in her daybook.

Her mobile was ringing. It was Trask’s staff officer. He was able to see her now.

‘Thank you. On my way.’

She ejected the disc and slipped it back into her bag.

Trask was behind his desk, pulling his ear. He wasn’t wearing his usual wise-stupid expression but something rather less friendly.

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