Riot: The darkest secrets never stay buried (Dividing Line Book 13) by Heather Atkinson

Author:Heather Atkinson [Atkinson, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 27

Leonidas sighed and stared at his computer screen, for once no enthusiasm for his work. Something was bugging him and it wasn’t to do with The Make-Up Killer. He kept replaying his conversation with that creepy little Nazi DCI in Manc Land over in his head. He’d seen the news so he knew Mikey Maguire and Jez Law had been charged and remanded to prison for Amber Maguire’s murder but it just wasn’t sitting right with him. Why would one assassin need to speak to both of them on the phone? It didn’t make sense. And how did a case packed with such circumstantial evidence even reach the inside of a courtroom? Surely the judge or CPS lawyer should have thrown it out?

Unless they were in on it with Dwyer, said a dark voice inside him.

He’d done some digging on Dwyer and discovered he had a reputation for fitting people up and for twisting the facts to meet his own scenario. But why should it bother him? Dwyer had locked up two violent criminals the police had been after for years. Prison was exactly where they belonged. So why did his sense of injustice feel outraged? After all, it took the IRS to bring down Al Capone, they couldn’t do it the traditional way. But Capone had been guilty of tax evasion. What if Mikey Maguire was innocent of his ex-wife’s murder? There was only the word of a single dodgy bastard to say it had been murder anyway. He wished he’d never got caught up in this case, he had enough going on with The Make-Up Killer. As always his insides clenched at the thought of that stupid nickname.

“Guv,” said one of his detective sergeants, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“You’d better not have disturbed me for no good reason,” he retorted, annoyed.

“Sorry, was I interrupting your staring into space time?”

“Spit it out Smithy,” he glowered. “I’m not in the mood.” This cheeky sarcastic sod had been the one to start taking the piss out of him when that film had been released about King Leonidas of Sparta leading his men into battle against the invading Persians. However his joke had fallen flat on its arse. It was hard to take the piss out of someone named after a heroic king who’d been played by a Hollywood sex symbol, so Smithy had ended up looking like a tit with a Gerard Butler fixation. “What?” he added when Smithy sniffed the air around him.

“You smell like bubblegum Sir,” he grinned.

“It’s my sodding vape. Now for the second time, what have you got for me?”

“Fibre results back from Robert Robinson,” he replied, shoving a folder at him.

Robert Robinson was the latest victim of The Make-Up Killer who’d been dumped on top of Estelle Law. Talk about doubly bad luck.

“Let’s hope to God our man slipped up this time,” said Leonidas. “All the fibres in the past have told us nothing.”

Smithy just shrugged and perched on the edge of Leonidas’s desk to tuck into a chocolate éclair, dripping cream down his shirt.

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