On Laughton Moor by On Laughton Moor (epub)

Author:On Laughton Moor (epub)
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781788639392
Publisher: Canelo Books
Published: 2020-01-28T00:00:00+00:00

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Knight met Catherine in the dimly lit corridor of the interview suite, though Catherine had always thought “suite” quite a flattering term for the straggle of grim little rooms.

‘He’s in Two,’ she said to Knight. ‘Milica Zukic had a look at him through the two-way mirror, and she’s still sure it’s him. He’s not too happy to be here.’

Knight opened the door.

‘Finally. Are you going to tell me what the fuck I’m doing here, or do I have to guess?’

Woffenden stared aggressively at them as they took their seats. Catherine started the recording, stated her name and rank and the date and time. Knight confirmed his own identity, Woffenden shuffling in his seat impatiently before grudgingly saying his name.

‘What’s this about?’

Knight leant back in his chair, calm and relaxed. ‘Mr Woffenden, do you know a man called Steven Kent?’

Woffenden glared. ‘Kent? No. Is that it? You could have phoned and asked me that.’

Knight ignored the comment. ‘What about a woman called Ivona?’

‘Called what? What are you on about?’

‘Ivona. A woman. Do you know of any women called Ivona?’

‘No, I bloody don’t. What is this?’

‘It’s known as an interview, Mr Woffenden. Looking at your record, I can see you’ve sat through several in the past. I’m surprised you don’t recognise the experience.’

Woffenden sat back, mirroring Knight. ‘Well,’ he said, ‘aren’t you clever?’ He smiled to himself.

‘I’ll ask you again. Do you know Steven Kent, or a woman called Ivona?’

‘And I’ll tell you again, no I fucking don’t.’

‘Didn’t you want legal representation, Mr Woffenden?’

‘You what? Why should I? I know I’ve done nothing wrong.’

Catherine stared at Woffenden, a horrible realisation dawning. She opened the file she held on her lap, discreetly examining the mugshot of Woffenden. Oh, shit, she thought.

‘Mr Woffenden,’ she said. ‘Do you have any tattoos?’

‘Tattoos? No, no way. Not a fan of needles. My twin brother’s got a few, there’s huge one his chest, but not me. I was ill a lot as a young lad, had no end of blood taken; put me right off. You going to tell me what that has to do with anything?’

Knight looked like he wanted to ask the same question. Catherine sighed, told the tape recorder the interview was stopped and the time, and led a bewildered Knight out of the room. In the corridor, she stabbed at the mugshot with her finger.

‘Look, you can see the top of a tattoo here, where his shirt collar starts. We’ve got the wrong man. We need his brother.’

Knight groaned as realisation dawned. ‘How the hell have we managed that?’

Catherine shook her head. ‘It’s my fault, I should have checked,’ she said.

‘How were you supposed to know he had a twin brother? What are the odds? We can’t blame Milica, she wasn’t to know either, or Claire Weyton, come to that.’

Catherine scowled. ‘I doubt the DCI and the Super will see it like that.’

‘Looks like the Mr Woffenden we have through there has done his brother a big favour then.’

‘Seems so.’

They went back in, resumed the interview for the tape.

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