Three Weeks Dead: A DC Sally Poynter Novella by Rebecca Bradley

Author:Rebecca Bradley [Bradley, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-10-14T03:00:00+00:00

17

Sally

The dead tone from the earpiece of the phone was mirrored in her nerve endings as she felt them hum throughout her body in response to the sound entering her brain like a dentist’s drill. How many times could she redial a number she knew was disconnected? How long could she sit here and pretend to be a part of a team while feeling as disconnected as the phone number she was trying to get through to? She had to do something else. She was more than this, she knew that.

With a gentleness she didn’t know she had in her, she placed the receiver back in the cradle and looked up at the rest of the incident room, the room she’d avoided looking at for the last twenty minutes.

As she did so she caught Gordon’s eye; he was working at his desk, looking at his computer monitor and making notes by hand, but as he saw her he smirked as though he could see failure written all over her. Sally dragged her eyes away. She wouldn’t be pulled into his games.

She sought the DI out, and saw she was in her office. A small room partitioned off within the larger incident room. Open blinds around the large windows, and an open door. Standing in front of DI Robbins was a uniformed officer. She was small, petite, with blonde hair scraped away from her face and tied in an unruly knot at the back of her head. DI Robbins nodded and they both walked out of what was known as the goldfish bowl. The uniformed officer continued to walk, leaving the incident room as DI Robbins called for everyone’s attention.

‘He’s gone. Jason isn’t at home and his car is still on his drive, so using ANPR is a bust.’ She sighed.

A murmur went around the room. ‘This means he’s on foot, on public transport or using a taxi; so, let’s get hold of CCTV, see if we can see him in West Bridgford, and contact all the local taxi firms to see if they’ve had any pick-ups in the time period between Sally seeing him this morning and twenty minutes ago. For all we know, he could have called us after he left the house, not before.’

Sally felt the blood rush up to her face as her name was mentioned, as though, somehow, her going to Jason’s address this morning had made her personally responsible for what had now occurred. Though her brain told her this was ridiculous, her body was telling her otherwise. She touched her cheeks, felt the heat, and wondered if she could go back to the department she had left. She had known her role there. She was comfortable. Happy.

‘Let’s get to work, see if we can find him.’

Martin walked over to her, a look of concern on his face. ‘You okay?’

‘Yes, yes, I’m fine. Why?’ Her hands went back up to her cheeks. ‘It’s warm in here.’

He nodded. ‘Look, if I make a start on the CCTV stuff, will you go through the local taxi companies?’

‘Yes, of course.

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