Glass Cutter: A Sgt Major Crane crime thriller (A Sgt Major Crane Novel Book 7) by Cartmell Wendy

Author:Cartmell, Wendy [Cartmell, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-03-18T04:00:00+00:00

Thirty

After sorting out some help for Derek with Staff Sgt Jones, Crane had a meeting with Captain Draper. He found the boss relaxing in his office, slurping what appeared to be a freshly made mug of coffee. Unfortunately Draper didn’t offer Crane any, but he was invited to sit down. Draper’s salt and pepper hair appeared to be freshly cut and his normal inscrutable face crinkled into a smile as Crane sat in front of him. Draper had been a senior non-commissioned officer in the military police, before taking a commission. The two men got on well because of this background, Crane being more receptive to a boss who had come up through the ranks, rather than some inexperienced captain straight out of the Officer Training College at Sandhurst.

Crane handed his boss a hard copy of the investigation file, which Draper didn’t open, merely putting it down on his empty desk.

‘You can tell me what’s in the file,’ he said and so Crane began by outlining the salient facts of the case to his boss. Two prostitutes had been killed, one in the middle of no-where and one outside the KFC in Aldershot High Street. Public appeals had been made for information and as the Aldershot Police were somewhat inundated with calls and visits from the public, Crane had complied with Anderson’s request to send some military policemen to work alongside the civilian police. Draper nodded his agreement with the arrangement. Crane then went on to say that twice a small black hatchback sporting German plates had been seen in the vicinity of the murders. As a result DI Anderson was keen to find out about any army personnel moving back from a German base into the area and bringing with them a German plated car.

‘Well, that all seems very straightforward to me, Crane,’ said Draper relaxing back in his chair. ‘I take it there’s a ‘but’ though, otherwise you wouldn’t be here.’

‘Yes, boss, I’m just not sure how big of a ‘but’ it is. It’s the dark hatchback type car that has been seen at both locations and sporting a German number plate on it, or at least a foreign one. The only car of that type that has been repatriated is a Mercedes A7.’

‘And? Who does it belong to? Frankly, Crane, I’m not seeing your problem.’

‘It, um, belongs to the Colonel Marshall, Royal Logistics Corp, recently returned from Gutersloh.’

Draper was in the middle of taking a large gulp of his coffee when Crane had spoken. Spluttering, he put down his mug and managed, ‘Say again?’

So Crane did, watching the disbelief cross Draper’s face, before his boss managed to force his features into something resembling a more normal expression.

‘Okay,’ Draper said, with the air of a man trying his best to calm down. ‘Let’s go over it again. A dark hatchback doesn’t mean specifically a Mercedes A7. Also that car has a UK number plate now, yes?’

‘Yes and I’ve actually seen the car, sir. It was very clean and sporting a UK plate.

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