Her Last Mistake: An absolutely unputdownable, addictive crime thriller (Detective Gina Harte Book 6) by Carla Kovach

Her Last Mistake: An absolutely unputdownable, addictive crime thriller (Detective Gina Harte Book 6) by Carla Kovach

Author:Carla Kovach [Kovach, Carla]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781786818843
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2020-05-11T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirty-Four

Gina tapped the window again, the one left of the communal door that was firmly locked. After ringing his buzzer several times, they soon realised that Phillip Brighton wasn’t in. ‘I wonder where he went?’

A twig snapped beneath her foot as Jacob shone his torch in her direction then through the window. ‘He’s probably back out there selling drugs. I doubt people like him change overnight.’

She nodded as they peered through his window. A pile of washing filled almost one half of the room. This was mixed with several pizza boxes, odd shoes and a mangled umbrella. His bed was pushed against the wall in front of the tiny worktop that displayed the microwave. His soiled bed sheets had been pulled back to reveal a stained mattress.

‘No wonder he doesn’t want to stay in. Dammit. I really needed to speak to him. Maybe he’s gone.’ Gina pressed her face against the glass and peered through again. What Phillip owned wouldn’t be much to leave behind. He had a past record of drug abuse and dealing, and not all of his crimes had taken place in Cleevesford or even Warwickshire. He was a drifter, travelling from town to town. ‘What were you doing at Holly’s apartment, Phil?’ The sound of an argument coming from a house a few doors away filled the night air and was soon followed by the barking of several dogs.

Jacob stepped back. ‘It’s no use us staying here. Shall we go and get a bite to eat?’

Gina thought of the cake in the fridge at the station but a takeaway was sounding far more appealing in her head. ‘Sounds like a plan. We can grab some food and head back to the station. Let’s hope our bailed drug dealer turns up at the station for his ten in the morning appointment. Something is telling me he’s scarpered.’

‘You have little faith, guv, but then again, I was wondering that myself.’

Gina’s phone buzzed. She snatched it from her pocket as she followed Jacob back to her car. ‘O’Connor?’

‘It’s Francesca Carter, guv.’ The line crackled slightly as her signal dipped. She took a step back and it cleared.

‘What about her?’

‘Her body’s just been found at her house. Forensics have been called and are already there cordoning the place off.’ He reeled off a summary of what he knew.

Gina checked her watch. ‘Dinner will have to wait.’

Jacob glanced back.

‘Francesca Carter is dead. She appears to have been drowned in her own home.’ Gina grabbed the door handle and slammed the car door shut with full force. ‘We spoke to her today and she was fine. She was alive. Phillip Brighton and Samuel Avery were released and this happens.’

‘We best get over there.’

She clipped her seat belt in and started up the engine. Another violent murder in less than a week. The pressure to get results had just been turned up to full. ‘How many bridesmaids were there?’

Jacob flicked through his notes. ‘Three.’

‘So only Lilly Hill is still alive. Give O’Connor a call back.



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