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When a young girl goes missing on holiday, a grisly secret is uncovered.
original young girl. Also we have found no useful CCTV. Do you have any other interesting lines I don’t know about?” “There are a couple of things sir. Firstly, I’m not sure that Harris is our culprit, but I do think he is hiding something. As soon as we’ve finished here Alsop and I will be re-interviewing him. Also, we’ve sent a team to search his cottage.” “What makes you doubt he’s the culprit? I know he has a previous sex offence.” “He does sir, although it was a minor charge. I just think
his composure, sitting back down behind the table. After a short while Alsop continued. “Thanks Terry, getting upset won’t help any of us, will it? Now, do you want to talk about it?” “No comment.” Once again Shelly leaned over and whispered something to him. He seemed to visibly slump, and then nodded. “I don’t know anything about the clothes, I swear. I know that stuff has been going off in the woods though. I’ve seen people there before, for months. Always at night too.” “Who were they,
another piece of the puzzle that was missing. I was sure that Harris could provide it, and I intended to confront him with my suspicions about Appleby in the hope that he might crack. I watched the film, and saw the tyre track move once more. There was no doubt that this was two different recordings. “Brilliant Phil, can’t thank you enough.” “No problem, makes a change to the usual stuff mate. I’ll fill out a sheet and send it up to you for the case notes.” After leaving Phil I went to find
“Maybe.” After Alsop had gone I quickly made my way back to my office. Closing the door behind me, I took out my mobile and dialled the main office. “Hello? Is that Lucy? It’s Seb King. Could you do me a favour? Pull me the full case notes for Terence Harris. He had a peeping tom charge a few years ago, and I could do with the details. That’s great, how long will it take? I’ll hang on here then. Also, could you arrange for Harris to be re-interviewed first thing tomorrow, assuming Shelly is
immediately. “Hello Seb. The trace is on.” “Thanks Phil, where is it now?” “About fifteen miles North of where you are, looks like it could be another farm. He’s been there for about twenty minutes, went straight there. I’ll send you the postcode now, and I’ll call you back if there is any movement.” “Cheers Phil, talk to you later.” Once I had the postcode entered in the sat-nav I set off, at speed. “Shouldn’t we call for support?” Alsop asked. “Already on its way, armed team as well.