Flesh and Blood by Ed James

Flesh and Blood by Ed James

Author:Ed James [James, Ed]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-30T16:00:00+00:00


It was much easier to park outside the flat than the previous day. No heavy foot traffic, just a ton of litter the council hadn’t cleared yet, though hopefully the Open’s organisers were paying for it.

MacDonald was standing outside, mirror shades on and those Apple headphones in, the stupid little sticks without cables.

Vicky got out of her car and walked over. He didn’t seem to be aware of her presence, so she waved a hand in front of his face.

He jolted, but soon recovered his composure, easing out his earbuds and placing them in a case like his heart wasn’t thundering hard. ‘Didn’t see you there.’

‘You listening to The Best of Climie Fisher?’

MacDonald laughed. ‘Don’t knock them.’

‘They had, what, one single?’

‘Oh, Victoria Dodds, you have much to learn.’ MacDonald pocketed the box. ‘No, I was listening to that podcast. See No Evil? Good find, by the way.’

‘Wish I could take credit. You get anything?’

‘Not yet. I’ve asked Karen Woods to go through it.’

‘As have I.’

‘Well, she’s got anger issues, that kid.’

‘Kid? She’s older than you.’

All she got was a shrug. ‘Your old man definitely spoke to Louise?’

‘For four hours, he reckons.’

‘Christ. Worth getting Karen to transcribe that file?’

‘I doubt it.’

‘Agreed. She’s not exactly setting the heather alight, is she?’

Vicky held his gaze. ‘What do you mean by that?’

‘Wait, you think there’s no— Okay. Right.’

No point arguing with the creepy bastard. ‘Are you getting anywhere with the guest list?’

‘No. And that’s what I’m talking about. Karen Woods is so slow she might as well carry her house on her back.’

‘What?’

‘She’s like a snail. I need to have that chat again with Forrester about getting some better resource in. Hate not getting my way, I tell you.’

Vicky didn’t want to get into it here.

‘Thought you had Considine with you?’

‘I did.’ Vicky walked over to the flat and hit the buzzer. ‘Got him chasing up their bank statements.’

‘Good idea.’

Even when MacDonald was complimenting her, Vicky still wanted to strangle him. She looked him in the eye. ‘I bumped into Zoey at Craigen’s flat.’

MacDonald just stood there, running a tongue over his lips.

Still no response on the buzzer.

So Vicky pressed the next-door neighbour’s buzzer.

‘Hello?’

‘Police, sir. Need access to the stairwell.’

‘Rightio.’

The door buzzed and clicked open.

MacDonald gestured for her to go first.

So she trotted up the stairs, past the potted plants on the first floor, then the next flight.

A tall old man was standing in the doorway opposite Louise Craigen’s flat, hunched over and with extremely thick specs. ‘Mind if I see your warrant card?’

Not that he’d be able to read anything on it. But Vicky held hers out. ‘Here you go. DS Dodds and this is DS MacDonald.’

‘So they’re sending two sergeants to report a break-in these days?’

‘A what?’

He gestured over the hallway. The flat door hung open. ‘Just seems a bit fishy to me, but what would I know. Ex-job myself. Been retired fifteen years. Still don’t miss it.’

‘Thanks, sir. Now if you can return to your home.’ Vicky stepped over and snapped out her baton.



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