Past Due (Past Series) by Winchester Catherine

Author:Winchester, Catherine [Winchester, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2010-03-19T04:00:00+00:00

When she left Will, Frankie went home and changed clothes. She also packed an overnight bag with some more clothes to keep in her car and packed a copy of the police reports, the newest of which were still printing out after she’d had breakfast.

Although it was still only 8am, she called her boss to update him on her progress, knowing he would likely have been in his office since 7am. He sounded suitably offended when she told him the direction the case had taken with regards to zombies, but she knew him well enough to know it was an act. He wasn’t a sociopath but his emotions had been locked away for so many years that very little humanity remained close to the surface.

Still, he was good at his job and fair with his officers. She knew from his bio that Maxwell Holden was fifth generation military, and she knew from shaking his hand at so many meetings that he has been 'bred' for leadership, and his individuality disciplined out of him from a young age. His nickname was The Robot and it suited him well.

He offered her extra manpower but Frankie refused, since she was already using all the resources MI5 had. Extra bodies would just get in her way.

Then she called Alex to update him.

“I need to borrow your phone,” were his first words to her.

“Good morning to you too,” she replied a little tartly.

“I’m sorry, I’ve been waiting to speak to a professor in Germany who can help us with the grimoire but after your little revelation last night, I’m reluctant to use my phone.”

“You’re right, I’m sorry. I’m a little grouchy this morning. I’ll tell you what, give me your phone numbers and I’ll have them all designated as mine on our system, so they won’t be listened to.”

He gave her his landline and mobile numbers, and asked her to come over as soon as she could. Frankie logged onto the GCHQ computer and amended her personal details to include his phone numbers. Five new messages popped into her inbox from Alex’s numbers. They were all unread (so far) so she deleted them immediately.

She drove back to the club and parked in the rear car park, where she saw a valet cleaning her car. She’d looked in the window herself this morning and cursed the light upholstery in the car. She didn’t understand why Alex was letting a stranger clean it.

She grabbed the case file from the passenger seat and headed towards the club. The valet smiled grimly as she approached him. “This your car?” he asked.

Frankie’s nod was somewhat hesitant.

“I'm sorry to hear about your dog; awful way to go, car accident. Damn drivers need to take more care, if you ask me.”

Frankie almost smiled with relief but managed to keep her expression neutral. “At least he’s not suffering anymore.”

“No, no, right.” At this point he seemed to run out of platitudes. “I’ll be done shortly. I’ll post the keys through the letter box.”

“Thank you.

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