Blood On The Rock: Treachery, desire, jealousy and murder (A Jack Le Claire Mystery) by Kelly Clayton

Author:Kelly Clayton [Clayton, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stanfred Publishing
Published: 2017-10-03T22:00:00+00:00

The incident room was its usual scene of controlled chaos with a haze of artificial light from computer screens and laptops. Le Claire approached Hunter, who was hunched over his keyboard tapping away. “How are you getting on with the data on Portland’s laptop?”

“Okay, it didn’t take long for the tech boys to get access. He had an email account, and his browsing history was mainly related to sailing and looking up route maps and er, well, porn. Yes, he watched a fair bit of that.”

Le Claire managed to keep a straight face as Hunter turned crimson. He could almost feel the heat. “What about the charter business?”

“He had an email account for C.I. Charters and the emails redirected to his personal email address. We’ve got a detailed history as he apparently didn’t like to delete anything. I’m working through the emails, but nothing stands out so far. Emails are asking for availability of trips, detailing how many passengers and pickups. It looks like they mostly made day trips. You know, going to France and the UK.”

Le Claire thought about this. “It would be helpful if you could compile a spreadsheet of the charters he took on. I’d like to be able to try and tie it in with the cash we found. As long as he was declaring it to the tax-man, there isn’t anything wrong with payment in cash.” Le Claire wouldn’t jump to conclusions. Not yet.

“And DS Dewar asked me to have a look at the coded notebook. I was in the Code Society at uni.”

He should’ve guessed that. “Okay, keep at it.”

“Sir?”

He turned and saw one of their newest, rawest recruits. She must be shadowing someone on the team. “Dawson, what is it?”

“Sir, Mr Vanguard called. He was looking for you and asked me to see if I could find you and tell you to go to his office as soon as possible. He said it’s urgent.”

Le Claire was heading to Vanguard’s office when the CSI chief came barrelling down the corridor, barely slowing in time to prevent a collision.

“Whoa, where’s the fire?”

“Not a fire, but explosive.”

“What is it?”

“We’ve finished checking through the personal effects of the woman on the beach, Francine Bresson. There was a pay-as-you-go phone in her pack. It only called one number: Drew Portland’s second phone.”

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.