Last Light by Helen Phifer

Last Light by Helen Phifer

Author:Helen Phifer [Phifer, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786815088
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirty-Seven

By the time Lucy got back to the station Mattie had long gone and she felt more than a little envious that he was going to be doing nothing more than lie on a golden beach soaking up the sun. She was going to book a holiday for her and Ellie as soon as she had this killer in custody, a break would do them both good. Forget about horrific murders, cheating husbands and how her life had turned to shit overnight.

Browning, despite his grumpiness and reluctance to do anything at more than a snail’s pace, was still at his desk. He looked up at her. ‘It’s like a sinking ship in here today, there’s only us two left. Do you need anything doing, Lucy, or are you going to call it a day?’

‘I don’t think there’s anything now; did the PCSOs finish the house-to-house enquiries around Basterfield House do you know?’

‘They did and believe it or not nobody heard anything. There are a couple of houses with private CCTV systems, and they’ve been checked for footage. They only cover the front of the properties but there’s nothing of any note on them either.’

‘One day in the not-too-distant future, we’ll get a break. Someone will have a camera which captures the whole, terrible thing in glorious technicolour with the assailant’s face as clear as day on it.’

He laughed. ‘One day we will, not sure which year though so don’t go holding your breath. I see the golden boy is off to Greece, lucky bugger.’

Lucy nodded. ‘He is indeed. I think I’m going to call it a day, you should too. I’m hoping to bring David Collins in tomorrow, so it might be a long day.’

‘The vicar?’

‘Yes.’

‘Makes sense, religious murders; who else is there to blame but the vicar?’ He winked at her.

‘It’s a start, have you met him?’

‘Not had that pleasure yet.’

‘That gives you something to look forward to tomorrow then.’

She went into her office to get the file she’d copied. Ellie was babysitting then sleeping at George’s. That meant she could sit down with a glass of wine, finish the left-over pizza, study the case files up to now and have a snooze until it was time to go back out and question the volunteers at the church hall about Sandy.



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