Gazing Upon The Dead by Roger Morrison

Author:Roger Morrison
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Roger Morrison and Ocean Reeve Publishing

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

Morris had been arrested and escorted to the police station by Johnson and Braddock. Walker had attempted, with limited success, to secure Morris’s front door, while Broadhurst called Kent to see how he was faring and to let him know about Morris’s arrest. Walker and Broadhurst were now entering the police station parking lot in Walker’s old Chrysler.

‘You may as well go home and enjoy what’s left of the weekend, Paige,’ said Walker. He frowned. ‘The superintendent will be back on Monday so I’ll have to come in tomorrow to finish off my paperwork.’ Then he smiled. ‘But tonight, I’m off to a friend’s house for a nice home-cooked meal.’ He climbed out of the car and added, ‘I just have to pop upstairs and get the nice bottle of wine I’ve got stashed in my desk drawer.’

Broadhurst smiled as she got out of the car and said, ‘Good for you. I hope I get to meet this friend of yours one day.’

‘You will. I’ll have you and your latest boyfriend over to my place for dinner soon so that you can meet her,’ said Walker. ‘Very soon, I promise.’

Broadhurst’s smile faded as Walker hurried towards the station entrance. What latest boyfriend? It had been months since she’d last been out with a man. She spent her free evenings not socialising but watching movies on television and reading her beloved crime novels, a passion she unknowingly shared with Walker’s “friend”. Still, when she went to Walker’s house to meet his girlfriend she supposed she could take Kent along. Walker wouldn’t mind. She quite liked Peter and knew that he fancied her. She started to smile again as she opened the door of her car.

Constable Braddock was leaning against the counter talking to Sergeant Williamson when Walker entered the station. When he saw Walker, he straightened up and said, ‘Morris says he needs to speak to you, sir. Urgently.’

‘Is a solicitor with him?’

‘No, sir. He says he doesn’t want a solicitor.’

Walker looked at his watch and sighed. ‘I suppose I better see what he wants. Do you mind coming down with me, Stewart? Best I have a witness in case he later accuses me of police brutality.’

Braddock smiled broadly and eagerly followed Walker along the corridor towards the stairs.

Once they had entered the small, white-walled cell, Walker said to Morris, ‘Make this quick please, Mr. Morris. I don’t have much time.’

Morris, who was sitting on a thin, narrow bunk, said, ‘I want to tell you the real story about the drawings, Chief Inspector.’

‘Go on then. I’m listening.’ Walker noted that all of the man’s previous hostility had vanished.

Morris looked into Walker’s eyes. ‘Firstly,’ he said, ‘I didn’t find those drawings in a farmhouse. I bought them from Anna’s brother about eighteen months ago when Anna and I went over to Germany for Anna’s father’s seventieth birthday celebration. I guessed that they had been stolen because he sold them to me so cheaply – and because he told me not to tell Anna where I got them.

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