“‘Two!’ ‘Two what?’ Angie’s frown wrinkled her forehead, making her eyes darker and greener. ‘Two killers. We’re dealing with two different offenders.’ Gemma jumped out of the lift, nearly knocking over a seriously overweight senior sergeant who wasn’t looking where he was going either. The puzzling aspects of the investigation unjumbled themselves in her mind and started to fall into neatly fitting pieces. ‘Organised and disorganised together, Ange.’ They hurried back along the corridor tow...ards Angie’s office. Gemma saw the fine lines of concentration on Angie’s forehead. ‘Think about it,’ she continued as they turned into the room, ‘when we first meet him, he’s just an opportunist, cruising, looking for chances. Then suddenly, he’s breaking into houses, kidnapping.’ ‘You’re just trying to get your sister off the hook,’ said Angie. ‘My sister’s not on the hook. We are. Or rather, we were. We’ve been stuck trying to make sense of something that doesn’t work.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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