First Girl to Die by Helen Phifer

Author:Helen Phifer [Phifer, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Six

The vibrating was driving her insane. She had no idea where her phone was, but if this was Ben at this ungodly hour she would shove the phone where the sun didn’t shine. Groping around under her pillows, her fingers wrapped around the smooth, hard case and she dragged it to her ear.

‘What?’

‘Sorry to disturb you, Morgan, it’s Pam from the control room. We can’t get hold of DS Matthews and we need someone to attend a fatal accident on Riverside Road.’

She sat up. They didn’t get called to fatals; they had an accident investigation collision unit that dealt with them. ‘Why do you need someone from CID?’

‘There was an eyewitness who said the victim was acting very strange in the moments before it happened. The Force Incident Manager wanted someone from your team to take a look because it’s similar circumstances to the two calls the day before yesterday.’

Cold creeping fingers of fear began to crawl up her back and she told herself not to ask, then heard her voice say, ‘Do we have a name for her?’ She knew before Pam answered that she was going to say Jessica or Lara, and she hoped that she was wrong, that this was completely nuts. A voice whispered inside her head, you didn’t speak to them yesterday and you should have warned them. Her heart was racing, and her shoulders were heavy with the guilt that she had let one of them down.

‘Not yet, sorry. She’s in her pyjamas with no shoes and no ID on her.’

‘I’m on my way. Keep trying to get hold of Ben, please.’

She ended the call, wondering if he was upstairs with Emily. Even though she told herself it didn’t matter, she knew that it did; deep down it mattered a lot. But she didn’t have the time to dwell on that now. One day she was going to have to figure it out, but not anytime soon. She dressed quickly, pulling on a pair of black leggings and a thick black roll-neck jumper. The flipping heating had gone off again and she was shivering. She ran a brush through her hair and tipped her head upside down. Wrapping it in a topknot she went into the bathroom to clean her teeth and splash cold water in her eyes to wake her up. That would have to do. It wasn’t a fashion parade at this time in the morning. She didn’t even know what time it was and went back into the bedroom to grab her phone and watch. It was almost three. No wonder she felt like crap.

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