The Way That It Falls: DS Lasser series volume 2 (The DS Lasser series.) by Robin Roughley

Author:Robin Roughley [Roughley, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE

Lasser kicked the snow from his shoes before climbing back into the car. In the end, he had trawled around the shops looking aimlessly in the windows, waiting for inspiration to take hold. After an hour he had given up and trudged back to the car, his failure in choosing a present for Cathy had left him feeling annoyed at his own lack of imagination.

He sat in the gloom of the multi-storey and looked out at a leaden sky. The roof of the parish church was lined with pigeons; the terraced houses in the distance all seemed to spout television aerials from the chimneys. He could see a train pulling out of Wigan station hauling a long line of empty carriages in its wake.

Starting the car, he headed down the levels, paid the toll and drove out toward the hospital. The traffic was horrendous, cars queuing to get on and off the Tesco car park had backed up onto the main road. Drivers became agitated; the impatient sound of horns bleated like a flock of angry sheep. Drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, Lasser lit another smoke, screwing up the empty packet and dropping it into the passenger foot well.

The lights changed and he found himself staring at a photograph of Barry Collins, someone had attached the laminated image to the railings. It showed Collins laughing, black gaps where his front teeth should have sat, he was sporting a Burberry baseball cap and black jacket. Collins name and date of birth printed along the bottom of the card in a large red font. Lasser grimaced at the image, it had been almost three by the time he had crawled into bed, safe in the knowledge that Collins was banged up, probably waiting for his bollocks to stop swelling.

A horn blasted behind him and he raised an apologetic hand as he moved through the lights. Once on the hospital car park, he began the laborious task of finding a parking space. After ten minutes of aimlessly circling, he spotted someone pulling out of a gap and shot in before anyone else could grab the slot. Then another five minutes of his life were wasted while he fumbled in his jacket for the correct change, finally returning to the car because he couldn’t remember the registration.

By the time he entered the sterile building he felt annoyed and flustered. Stalking into the small WH Smiths, he bought a couple of gossip magazines and a box of Dairy Milk before disappearing inside the massive complex. It seemed the further he moved into the building, the hotter it became, as if he were approaching the hidden lair of some sleeping monster that breathed out furnace heat.

Arriving at the ward, his mouth dry and palms clammy with perspiration, he spotted Cathy in a small private side room and felt a wave of relief when he saw her sitting up in bed. Then a frown settled on his face when he spotted Spenner ensconced in a chair, his arms resting on the bed sheet.

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