The Island Murders (Dorset Crime Book 3) by Rachel McLean

Author:Rachel McLean [McLean, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ackroyd Publishing
Published: 2021-08-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Three

Anya Davinski was a slim blonde woman with thin, straggly hair. She opened the door to Tina and her face fell at the sight of the uniform.

“Oh,” she said. “You need me again?”

Tina gave her a tight smile. “Sorry to bother you, Ms Davinski. Do you mind if I come in?”

The woman shrugged. She stood back to let Tina in, not looking happy about it.

Tina walked through to a low-ceilinged sitting room. She looked back at Anya, who gestured towards an armchair. Tina took it, placing her hands in her lap. She took her notepad out. Anything to keep her hands busy, to alleviate the tension.

Anya took the matching armchair opposite, leaving the sofa between them empty. The room was so cramped it was barely possible to move around it. Tina wondered if whoever had chosen the furniture had ever seen the room.

“Thanks for talking to me again,” she said. “I wanted to ask you a few more questions about when you saw Simone on Monday night.”

Anya gave her a slow nod. “I thought you would be back.”

“Why’s that?”

The woman shrugged. “I was the last person to see her alive, I suppose you might think I did it.”

Tina frowned. “Why might you think that?”

“The last person to see her alive, the first person to suspect. I didn’t, though. Simone was alive when she left me.”

“Can you remind me what the two of you did when you met up?”

“We sat outside the café, we use the tables there when it’s closed. She brought two tins of lager. There is no pub here. Sitting there, it feels more like going out than sitting in someone’s house.”

Tina had been trying to imagine what it would be like to live here, a population of just forty-two and nothing to occupy you after finishing work for the day. These people must be consumed by their work.

“How did Simone seem when she left you?” she asked.

A shrug. “Fine, normal.”

“Did she leave you at the café or did you walk back towards her house with her?”

“I already told your colleague. The thin man.”

“Please. We’re just checking.”

Anya gave her a look. “Why do you ask?”

“Just wondering.”

“She left me at the café, I was sitting on the bench when she left.”

“And what time was this?”

“Nine o’clock, something like that? We weren’t looking at the time.”

“But you had to be up early the next morning for work.”

“My house is a five minute walk from my work,” Anya told her. “One minute from the café. It’s not like I have a commute.”

“No. So did the two of you fall out while you were talking?”

“Fall out?”

“Did you argue?”

“No.”

“What did you talk about?”

“She was telling me about a new project she’s working on. A squirrel thing, for Natasha.”

“And did you talk about what you were working on?”

Anya shook her head. “I talked about my boyfriend. Pavel, he lives in Poland. I think he has found another woman.”

“So the two of you were on good terms when she left you?”

“We were. I was sad.

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