Between Two Thieves by Solomon Carter

Author:Solomon Carter [Carter, Solomon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: british private detective crime thriller, private detective novels, Private investigator crime thriller series, Private detective novel series, private investigator series
Publisher: Solomon Carter
Published: 2019-11-24T22:00:00+00:00

Twelve

Detective Inspector Joe Hogarth wasn’t exactly one of Dan’s all-time favourite policemen, but seeing as the case needed a shake-up, and Eva was busy dealing with her ex-friend problem, Dan had no choice but to put in the call. In the end, it only took one rejected call and a follow up before Hogarth eventually relented and took the call. “

Hogarth. It’s Bradley,” said Dan.

“I know. The wonders of modern technology and all that. But you’re not the one who normally calls. Has Miss Roberts finally put you to work for a change?”

“I’m always working, Inspector. I just don’t like wading through red tape like you guys.”

“Neither do I. But it’s called procedure, Bradley. Helps a prosecution case last beyond the first session. Did you actually want something from me, because you may have heard I’ve got a murder investigation to be getting on with?”

“So it was murder?”

“I’d say so,” said Hogarth. “Norman Vincent Peters suffered a broken jaw from multiple impacts with a heavy implement. We know that much. I’m told there’s still more to come on the toxicology side of things, but that’s not in yet.”

“And you’re seriously expecting something from toxicology?”

“Our pathologist seems to think so.”

“Ubers,” said Dan. “He had a pocketful of them as well as that tin.”

“Possibly more than that too. We found a scrap of a plastic bag snagged in the wood underneath the seat of the boat – the boat that Peters’ body was found under. The plastic had traces of MDMA on it in levels consistent with these Ubers.”

“The boat? You’re saying the boat was used to stash the stuff before Peters died?”

“Could be. But if so any sign of a stash was long gone. Who knows where, eh? In this town it’s probably already down the junkies’ necks.”

“But that’s interesting, anyway. It means the boat might not have been a random pick.”

“It doesn’t mean anything yet. Toxicology might give us something.”

“Have you heard anything on Carl Renton as yet?”

“The Record’s missing missionary? No. Nothing yet. It’s not even a MisPer case yet.”

“We went to Renton’s rehab operation yesterday. The staff are in a flap, and the rehab clients, the junkies and the alcoholics share the same theory that something bad must have happened to him. The rest of the local grapevine agrees.”

“The bad little grapes always seem to agree with one another,” Hogarth observed.

“According to the people who know him best, Carl Renton had taken to staking out several areas in the town – known hotspots for drug importing.”

“A dangerous move for a lone wolf. And what was his plan then? To gather evidence for police?”

“Possibly, but I doubt it. I’ve rubbed shoulders with guys like Carl Renton before at The Refuge foodbank. He’s what I think of as a true believer. His kind of stake-outs would have involved a lot of praying for divine intervention, for something to happen to turn back the drugs.”

“For a miracle, in other words.”

“A true believer, like I said. But Carl Renton was also an action man.

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