Ripper by Burr Shelley

Author:Burr, Shelley [Burr, Shelley]
Language: eng
Format: epub

SEVENTEEN

Transcript of the interrogation of Jan Henning-Klosner (continued)

Seabrooke: The crime scene unit found Dean Shadwell’s phone, dropped in the park near where he died. We –

JHK: Dean’s dead?

Guillory: Didn’t stick around for that part, huh? He was declared dead on site.

Seabrooke: As I was saying, we found an interesting text message sent by Dean to your number about half an hour before he was killed. Would you like me to read it to you?

JHK: I know what it says.

Seabrooke: ‘Jan. I can’t do this anymore. I’m going to the cops.’

Guillory: That must have really scared you. What was he going to tell us, Jan?

* * *

An orderly brought a wheelchair for Lane, so that Jan and the police could have the medical unit for the interview, rather than risk moving Jan.

Instead of taking Lane back to his cell as he expected, the orderly pushed him through the heavy medical unit doors, then immediately hooked left and pushed open a door painted the same colour as the hallway wall, which Lane had assumed was a storage cupboard.

Inside was a room not much larger than a single bed, containing nothing but a plastic chair. On the wall shared with the medical unit was a small window, with the distinct off-colour sheen of a two-way mirror. It was small, and discreetly placed enough that Lane hadn’t noticed it before, the way he would have immediately clocked a full-size observation window.

He wondered how many of his conversations with Jan had been watched.

The orderly parked him in the small open space, and used his foot to apply the wheelchair’s brake. He left without saying anything to Lane, or even making eye contact.

After a few minutes the door opened again, and Governor Carver walked in and took the other seat. He gave Lane a small nod.

‘Was this necessary?’ Lane asked, indicating the wheelchair. ‘Isn’t it supposed to be my arm that’s injured?’

‘You think he’s going to watch you get up and walk out of the medical unit on your own and not start wondering why you need to be in there?’ Carver crossed his arms. ‘Has he given you anything?’

Lane shrugged. ‘Mostly he sleeps. We’ve had a few chats; I think there are angles I can work.’

‘You’re being subtle, right?’

‘As subtle as I can be. But that limits how effective I am. I could just come out and ask him, but I’m trying to convince him that I’m bored and nosy, so that it doesn’t seem odd when I badger him for details.’

‘Is that working?’

‘Well, he definitely thinks I’m nosy.’ Lane shifted on the uncomfortable seat of the wheelchair. ‘You must be aware that he’s dying.’

‘Yes,’ Carver admitted. ‘He’s a heart attack in waiting. Maybe next year, maybe during this interview. It makes it difficult to be patient.’

‘I think it’s the wedge, though. When he thought his death was imminent, he wanted to set the record straight with Tamara Fleischer.’ He paused. ‘What if you contacted Tamara? This prison has a restorative justice program, doesn’t it?’

Carver grimaced.

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