Don February starts talking the moment he is in range. ‘Two bodies, both Caucasian, probably teenagers, looks like they have been shot, possibly in the last forty-eight hours. Dog found them at the bottom of a skip outside the kitchens at the back. Scene sealed as soon as we got here.’ ‘Good. Trouble from the locals?’ De Vries doesn’t break step. ‘The officer on call is a friend of mine, Ritesh. When he saw what it was, he put the call through to our department immediately. He told me what he saw and then he left. They all knew we were coming.’ ‘They knew I was coming,’ de Vries chuckles. ‘I only used to piss off one single department, now I can fuck them over the entire province.’ Warrant Officer February waits for him to finish, then continues, ‘I did the paperwork with him. They have a heavy workload already. He seemed relieved.’ ‘I don’t care either way.’ ‘No, sir.’ ‘He stamp about the place, touching everything?’ ‘I doubt it. We were at the Academy together.
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