For what it was worth, he believed that Strong knew nothing of any missing working girls. Chances were, they hadn’t been reported. He pulled his wallet from his trouser pocket and removed the slip of newspaper on which Sammy had written her address and phone number. Since she came to see him yesterday, he’d given a lot of thought to the plight of young girls like her and her friend. Girls who had been drawn into that way of life. It had given him an idea for a possible future article on the subject. He stared at the number for a minute then dialled it. He was about to give up when a male voice answered.“Hello, I’d like to speak to Sammy if she’s around,” he said.“Sammy? Ain’t no one here by that name.”Before he could speak again, the line went dead.Just then, he saw Alison and Gillian walk into the A & E Department, passing Strong and his colleague as they left to walk back to their car. He gave it a minute then made his way back inside. Alison and Gillian were sitting in the waiting area.
