“She said evenly, ‘How long have you been in Castlemere, Sergeant?’ His eyes were guarded. ‘Five years.’ She nodded thoughtfully. ‘And is there anyone left of rank or substance in the town whom you have yet to offend? I don’t want to interfere with any ambitions you have in that regard.’ He indicated the phone. ‘Hawley?’ He’d come in midway through the call, tried to leave, and been firmly waved inside.
Liz breathed heavily. ‘Yes, that was Mr Hawley. I think he’d like your body for medical research. Soon.’ ‘He’s hiding something,’ said Donovan.
‘He said you were under that impression. He said that if I thought there was a hospital connection he’d cooperate in any way he could. He offered to show me his records for the period when Mrs Board and Kerry Carson worked together with this anaesthetist – Saunders? For a man who’s hiding something it was a good impression of someone with a clear conscience.’ ‘Cunning bastard,’ growled Donovan.
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