A Silent Truth by Rachel Amphlett

Author:Rachel Amphlett [Amphlett, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Saxon Publishing

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Mark dropped his notebook next to his computer keyboard, then walked across the incident room to Kennedy’s office and rapped his knuckles against the open door.

‘Got a minute, guv?’

The DI looked up from a collection of reports strewn across his desk, removed his reading glasses and rubbed his temples. ‘Anything to get me away from these personnel forecasts. How’d you get on with Creasey?’

‘He confirms he saw Sonya a couple of weeks ago for an appointment, and says he hadn’t seen her since then. He did seem genuinely shocked that she was dead.’ Mark pulled out one of the visitor chairs and sat, frowning at the paperwork Kennedy was scooping up. ‘That’s not our investigation, is it?’

‘No – summer rosters. We can still expect a full contingent on this one for at least a few more days.’

‘That doesn’t make me feel better.’

Kennedy gave a grim smile and shoved the documentation into a manila folder before tossing it onto a pile in his in-tray. ‘It is what it is. Was Creasey able to shed any light on Sonya’s involvement in the burglaries?’

‘No, and he seemed taken aback at that.’ Mark wrinkled his nose. ‘I don’t think it came up in the counselling sessions he’d had with her. He came across as a bit too smooth for my liking though, and I’m sure he had feelings for her – he tried his best to deny it, but Jan picked up on the way he spoke about her too, and there’s the business of him going along to her concerts. That’s stretching the counsellor-patient relationship a bit far in my view.’

‘Alibis?’

‘They check out for the Tuesday evening.’

Kennedy drummed his fingers on the desk. ‘Unless he dumped her on the roadside before going out to dinner.’

Mark exhaled. ‘If he had, then surely Graham Tiegler would’ve spotted her on his way home from that garden party he finished playing late Tuesday evening.’

‘Not if he was three sheets to the wind rather than the two drinks he says he had.’

The DI looked up at another knock against the glass panelling of the door, and Mark twisted in his seat to see Alex hovering at the threshold.

‘Which one of us were you after?’ Kennedy asked.

‘Both of you, actually.’ Alex remained where he was until the DI pointed to the seat next to Mark, then scurried over and cleared his throat. ‘It might be nothing, but…’

‘Spit it out,’ Mark said, and smiled. ‘Knowing you, it’s not nothing.’

‘I was reading through the email Caroline circulated with the details from the optician’s place in Wantage, and – I don’t know – I guess I just wanted to know more, so I phoned up and asked them if any of our burglary victims were customers of his as well.’

Kennedy leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. ‘Why?’

‘I was struggling to find a connection between Sonya – Maria, whatever her name is – and all the burglary victims. We still don’t know how she selected them, so I thought I’d

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