“Look, it’s twelve-thirty, do you fancy an early lunch? I’ve just spent an hour with the ACC and I need a break.”Liam grinned to himself imagining their exchange. She was a fierce one, right enough, but his money was still on Craig. He said as much.“Craig five, ACC Trainor, nil points.” Craig smiled at the reference to the Eurovision. “Isn’t that usually Luxembourg? Anyway, lunch?”“Aye. That’ll do. I’ll give Andy a bell. He’s off pulling the rape files, he’ll need a break from that. See you there in twenty.”Craig knocked off his phone and sat back in his car seat, thinking. He gazed at the Brewster Hotel’s impressive façade, not seeing anything but Lissy Trainor’s young face. It wasn’t much comfort that he was heading in the right direction. It might lead to the Jarvis murder being re-opened and Mulvenna’s conviction being overturned and no-one wanted that, including Jonno Mulvenna. And what comfort would it offer the Jarvis kids? Their mother was dead and if Declan Wasson was the guilty man he was dead as well and well beyond the law.
