I’d sat in my chair and let him tear a strip off me. He’d thrown the file he’d put together on Frank Salford at me. Since leaving the licensed trade, Salford had been busy. His massage parlour was well known to the police and several undercover operations had been mounted, though nothing had stuc...
I made a coffee and stared out of the window and thought about the previous evening. I told myself I needed to get a grip. I was under no illusions as to the danger Sutherland posed to me. He would continue to push me, but I had to protect Niall from him. I searched through my mobile and found th...
Music is a nocturnal business, so I’d spent the morning in the office, trying to get a handle on where Tasker might be. I’d read articles, looking for any clue or hint of a favourite place. I called a handful of associates who can usually help with missing persons, but they hadn’t called back yet...