“Downstairs. Getting the teas in again. Do you--' Logan hung up on him and marched down to the second floor. The constable was slouched against the wall, yawning his head off as a kettle rumbled to the boil. He looked up as Logan approached and pulled on a smile. 'Never guess what,' he said in a theatrical whisper, 'Beattie's missus was up for one of those High Street Honeys things! Look ...' He rummaged around in his pockets, coming out with a small, shiny, dog-eared booklet from one of the... more risque lad's mags, holding it up so Logan could see the picture. 'I mean, we always suspected she was a bit--' 'A word, Constable.' Logan marched straight past. 'Eh? Oh, OK ... sure.' Rennie stuffed Beattie's wife back in his pocket and scurried after him, down the corridor and into the tiny room Logan had appropriated for the break-in investigation. It was slowly turning back into a cupboard, piled high with files and junk. 'What can I--' 'I know.' He kicked the door shut.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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