Moriarty Returns a Letter by Michael Robertson

Author:Michael Robertson [Robertson, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Thriller, Adult
ISBN: 9781250060969
Amazon: 1250060966
Barnesnoble: 1250060966
Goodreads: 17934431
Publisher: Griffin
Published: 2014-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

14

The rain tapered off, and then started again with a vengeance late in the afternoon. About the time it did, Reggie Heath received another call from Detective Inspector Wembley.

This time, when Reggie heard what Wembley had to say he did not need to be told that it was urgent. He immediately drove through the downpour to Scotland Yard.

He was unable to find a covered space for visitors, and he was forced to use the outdoor car park. He sloshed his way past the revolving NEW SCOTLAND YARD sign to the main entrance, and shook the water from his umbrella.

A sergeant escorted him to the observation area for an interview room on the second floor.

Wembley was already there, waiting. He nodded at Reggie and pointed toward a subject who sat alone in the room on the other side of the glass.

Reggie looked. He blinked, tried to absorb what he saw, and looked again. He stared. His chest tightened involuntarily.

“Bloody hell,” said Reggie, under his breath.

“It’s her,” said Wembley, nodding in the affirmative. “It’s Darla Rennie. So she says; we’re confirming her prints now, and it sure looks like her to me. What’s your opinion?”

Reggie hesitated before answering. He really had no doubt at all, but he just didn’t want to believe it. He stared through the one-way window, and then, as if she knew exactly at that moment that he was looking, she turned her head toward the glass and looked directly back.

Still the most startling emerald eyes Reggie had ever seen.

“It’s her,” said Reggie.

“I thought you’d know,” said Wembley. “I believe you had a closer look at her than I did at the time.”

The reference was to the events of six months ago, and it wasn’t nearly as close a look as some people had been insinuating, Reggie wanted to say. But he didn’t. There was no point in acknowledging hinted lies from The Daily Sun.

“How did you apprehend her?” said Reggie.

“We didn’t. She just walked in this morning, of her own accord.”

“Did she say where she has been the past six months?”

“Yes. Shacked up with our murdered fisherman in Canvey. Except of course, she says, during the time at which he was killed. She says she wasn’t there when it happened. Says she just found him that way at the house and then got scared and left the scene.”

Reggie stared through the one-way window for a long moment, at the petite young woman, seated alone at the hard plastic table.

She looked back directly at Reggie again through the glass.

The look was all wide-eyed innocence.

“Do not let her out,” said Reggie, under his breath.

“We don’t plan on it,” said Wembley.

“When is the bail hearing?”

“In three days.”

“Laura and I will be out of town.”

“That’s fine,” said Wembley. “If you add the fisherman to the Black Cab murders, there’s not a magistrate in the city that would grant her bail. But when it comes to trial, I expect both you and Miss Rankin will be called to testify to what you know about the Black Cab case.

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