The Visitor (#3 - The Craig Modern Thriller Series) - Plot & Excerpts
She looked nothing like the bouncy little thing Craig had met the day before. Her eyes were swollen from obvious crying and he could smell alcohol on her breath. A lot of alcohol. The scent rose from her like perfume, despite her minty attempts to hide it. She was dressed in a scruffy t-shirt and torn skinny jeans, with a pixie hat perched precariously on her head. She waved a vague apology for her dishevelled look, chewing gum sheepishly.“Sorry, but I just couldn’t cope last night. I went home and got drunk. No crime there officer... is there?” She giggled. When Craig didn’t laugh back her eyes widened and she pulled herself upright, suddenly realising that the interview might be recorded. “Hang on. What’s happening? I agreed to have a chat to tell you what I knew, not to be interrogated. Do I need a solicitor?” Craig leaned back in his chair trying to look serious, but fighting the urge to laugh. If Beth had looked like a Telly-Tubby yesterday she resembled a drunken elf now.“I don’t know Ms Walker.
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