Her Moons Denouement (Fallen Angels Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
‘Another mass murderer, another set of victims, another person dead and still no clues to point us in the direction of the ‘Fallen Angels’. McCalvey, have we had anything back from forensics on the search of Aira Lee’s apartment?’ DI McCalvey shuffled nervously in his chair and shook his head disconsolately. ‘Nothing at all Ma’am. It is spotless. There aren’t even any of her fingerprints. The only things in the place apart from a few bits of furniture were a painting in the kitchen and the photograph of Chodak in military fatigues along with the same man who was in the other two photographs of the killers. We still don’t have any ID on him.’ ‘What about the fatigues? What army was Chodak fighting for?’ ‘Another extremist group, the Democratic Karen Buddhist Army. They are a breakaway group who support Burmese government offensives against the predominantly Christian led Karen National Liberation Army.’ ‘And GCHQ are certain they have never seen this man?’ ‘Absolutely certain Ma’am.’ ‘Okay. Well, keep searching. Tait, I want you to take a different tack with Bentley. Just confronting him with the evidence hasn’t worked, and by the way, you are probably the only one of us today that seems to have gathered some real leads, so well done. Is everyone else taking note?’ Cruickshank highlighted, looking disparagingly around the rest of the Detectives. ‘I want you to play the superior friend card now. Get in there and tell him what a bastard I am and how you realise there is no concrete evidence against him. Go all out with the empathy. Try to get him to confide in you. Not in an interview room. Keep it all off the record. Take him a cuppa in his cell. Can you do that?’ ‘Yes Ma’am.’ Tait answered crisply, her eyes buoyed by the compliment Cruickshank paid, but her expression acutely embarrassed under the withering glances from her colleagues. ‘Good, now everyone, back to it. I have to prep with the Super now for tomorrow morning’s press conference and have to try and present a silk purse out of this pig’s ear of a case.’ Tait waited for everyone to leave, then slowly and thoughtfully followed them all out. She headed down the corridor to the tea room and picked up Bentley’s chipped Celtic mug, pouring coffee from the warming percolator into it. She looked around the empty room furtively, before slipped something into the coffee. She wandered down to the booking desk and smiled at the Duty Sergeant.
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