The Shadow Collector (Wesley Peterson) by Ellis Kate

Author:Ellis, Kate [Ellis, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781405515078
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group
Published: 2013-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

‘We’ll have to bring Lilith Benley in,’ said Gerry. ‘I think Boo came after Raybourn then she found out Benley had been released and returned to the scene of her crime. What’s the betting Boo Flecker went there wanting an exclusive story and she got more than she bargained for.’

Wesley couldn’t argue with his logic. In spite of Raybourn’s violent outburst against Dan Sericold he found it hard to imagine him committing murder. But Lilith, if her mother’s evidence at her trial all those years ago was to be believed, had once thought nothing of killing two young girls who’d made a nuisance of themselves. Lilith had ordered three knives from Evan Mumford’s company – athames identical to the murder weapon – and as yet they hadn’t been able to ask her whether she could account for them. If Boo had met her after leaving Laurence Roley that day, she might well have lost control and killed again.

‘We’d better get up there and hope she answers the door this time,’ said Wesley. ‘But there’s something I need to do first.’ As they were already in Neston it made sense to visit the police station while he was there.

Gerry looked at his watch. ‘The Nutter wants to see me – another ruddy meeting.’ He rolled his eyes. Wesley knew it was years since Chief Superintendent Nutter had worked on the front line … and sometimes his ill-timed interference sorely tried Gerry’s patience. ‘I’d better get a car to take me back to Tradmouth. Then as soon as I’m done we’ll get up to Devil’s Tree Cottage and bring her in for questioning. We’ll keep her in custody on suspicion of murder if necessary.’

They drove the short distance to Neston police station in silence and while Gerry met the car which would take him back to Tradmouth, Wesley made for the police garage.

He looked for the man he’d met the night before but he was nowhere to be seen. However, when he saw a uniformed officer in the glass-fronted office at the side he walked over and introduced himself. There were several vehicles in the cavernous garage which smelled of oil and something else he couldn’t quite put his finger on, some crashed, some intact and surrounded by police tape awaiting examination. He spotted Neil’s wrecked Mini in the corner and the thought that someone had deliberately attempted to kill his friend made his stomach churn afresh. The officer was intent on his paperwork but he looked up when Wesley cleared his throat.

‘I’m DI Peterson from Tradmouth. That yellow Mini belongs to a friend of mine. I believe the brake pipes were cut.’

The officer looked at Wesley curiously for a while then, having made up his mind that he was probably who he said he was, he leaned back against the desk and folded his arms. ‘Has your mate got any enemies?’

‘He’s an archaeologist not a Mafia boss.’

The man grinned. ‘Rival archaeologist after the same buried treasure?’

Wesley shook his head. ‘I was wondering if any prints had been found on the brake pipes.

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