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pointing to the pipe. ‘It’s not capped properly. Either that or it’s been tampered with. We’re lucky there hasn’t been a gas explosion. Has the gas and electric been turned off?’
Paul was down on his haunches beside him. ‘Yes, it was turned off as a matter of course before the house was secured.’ His eyes followed the wall of the chimney stack. ‘There are traces of soot and a definite discolouration on the wall above.’
‘ Could she have died from carbon monoxide poisoning do you think?’
‘ And was it an accident, or not?’ asked Paul.
There was a noise in the street outside and both men looked up at the window, then back at each other.
‘The window. It’s been taped up,’ said Dylan rising from his haunches. ‘Possible chance for prints on the tape.’
‘ Do you think someone was trying to get rid of her body so that it couldn’t be proved that her death was murder?’ asked Paul.
‘ In an attempt to do the perfect murder?’ asked Dylan.
‘ Do you think there is such a thing?’
‘ No, some just take longer to detect than others,’ Dylan said. ‘We’ll discuss it with the Crime Scene Investigators when they arrive. We might need Forensic here sooner rather than later. I want house-to-house enquiries and let’s get some urgency into the actions of her telephone usage.’
‘ That’s another thing. We haven’t quite turned the house upside down yet, but there’s no obvious sign yet of a mobile phone. You’d think she’d have one, wouldn’t you? Doesn’t everyone these days?’
‘ Find out from the uniform that attended the scene if they can help and have a word with Ned when he comes on duty. He was the night detective. See if there is anything else they can tell us. We need to find the significant other in her life and dig deep into her background, then we might find a motive,’ said Dylan.
‘ It would help if we knew where her body was,’ said Paul.
‘ Too true it would. It’s looking like someone has attempted to remove all the clues that will lead us to finding out how she died, but don’t worry they will have made a mistake, they always do. It’s up to us to find it. Don’t forget we’ll need her DNA. Easiest place is probably from her hairbrush, the toothbrush or anything else we can find that you think will give us a profile. So that if, when, she turns up we have something to identify her with. Looks like your first day back is straight into a murder enquiry m’old son.’
‘ Aye and an unusual one at that.’
‘ Yeah it is. Now let’s get it sorted. Bloody hell,’ he said looking at his mobile phone. ‘Two calls from Jen and no bloody signal!’
‘ Maybe that’s why she didn’t have a mobile phone then, boss if there isn’t a good signal in the area?’
‘ I think we should keep looking.’
Chapter Five
It felt good to be back at work for Jen, even work that included Avril. Jen walked in to the front office of Harrowfield Police Station for the second time that morning. The duty Police Sergeant Malcolm Bean stood at the desk attending to paperwork. He offered her a little flaccid smile.
A muscular man in builder’s boots and a cut away T-shirt leaned heavily against the counter. Jen pressed the bell and stood patiently at the internal door. Penny stood beyond the glass screen with her face pressed to the window. ‘Coming,’ she mouthed. Jen saw her friend scurry to the door. ‘You free for lunch?’ she said, as she opened it, duster in hand. ‘They’ve changed the code,’ she said apologetically.
‘ Must have been whilst I’ve been out on Avril’s errands.’
Penny smiled coyly over Jen ’s shoulder. Jen turned to see the man at the counter wink at her.
‘ Who’s that?’ she said.
‘I ’ll tell you later,’ Penny said. Her face was flushed. ‘It’ll be lunchtime shortly, can we catch up about twelve thirty before I take Max for his constitutional?’ she said, gushing with excitement.
‘ You won’t need
Paul was down on his haunches beside him. ‘Yes, it was turned off as a matter of course before the house was secured.’ His eyes followed the wall of the chimney stack. ‘There are traces of soot and a definite discolouration on the wall above.’
‘ Could she have died from carbon monoxide poisoning do you think?’
‘ And was it an accident, or not?’ asked Paul.
There was a noise in the street outside and both men looked up at the window, then back at each other.
‘The window. It’s been taped up,’ said Dylan rising from his haunches. ‘Possible chance for prints on the tape.’
‘ Do you think someone was trying to get rid of her body so that it couldn’t be proved that her death was murder?’ asked Paul.
‘ In an attempt to do the perfect murder?’ asked Dylan.
‘ Do you think there is such a thing?’
‘ No, some just take longer to detect than others,’ Dylan said. ‘We’ll discuss it with the Crime Scene Investigators when they arrive. We might need Forensic here sooner rather than later. I want house-to-house enquiries and let’s get some urgency into the actions of her telephone usage.’
‘ That’s another thing. We haven’t quite turned the house upside down yet, but there’s no obvious sign yet of a mobile phone. You’d think she’d have one, wouldn’t you? Doesn’t everyone these days?’
‘ Find out from the uniform that attended the scene if they can help and have a word with Ned when he comes on duty. He was the night detective. See if there is anything else they can tell us. We need to find the significant other in her life and dig deep into her background, then we might find a motive,’ said Dylan.
‘ It would help if we knew where her body was,’ said Paul.
‘ Too true it would. It’s looking like someone has attempted to remove all the clues that will lead us to finding out how she died, but don’t worry they will have made a mistake, they always do. It’s up to us to find it. Don’t forget we’ll need her DNA. Easiest place is probably from her hairbrush, the toothbrush or anything else we can find that you think will give us a profile. So that if, when, she turns up we have something to identify her with. Looks like your first day back is straight into a murder enquiry m’old son.’
‘ Aye and an unusual one at that.’
‘ Yeah it is. Now let’s get it sorted. Bloody hell,’ he said looking at his mobile phone. ‘Two calls from Jen and no bloody signal!’
‘ Maybe that’s why she didn’t have a mobile phone then, boss if there isn’t a good signal in the area?’
‘ I think we should keep looking.’
Chapter Five
It felt good to be back at work for Jen, even work that included Avril. Jen walked in to the front office of Harrowfield Police Station for the second time that morning. The duty Police Sergeant Malcolm Bean stood at the desk attending to paperwork. He offered her a little flaccid smile.
A muscular man in builder’s boots and a cut away T-shirt leaned heavily against the counter. Jen pressed the bell and stood patiently at the internal door. Penny stood beyond the glass screen with her face pressed to the window. ‘Coming,’ she mouthed. Jen saw her friend scurry to the door. ‘You free for lunch?’ she said, as she opened it, duster in hand. ‘They’ve changed the code,’ she said apologetically.
‘ Must have been whilst I’ve been out on Avril’s errands.’
Penny smiled coyly over Jen ’s shoulder. Jen turned to see the man at the counter wink at her.
‘ Who’s that?’ she said.
‘I ’ll tell you later,’ Penny said. Her face was flushed. ‘It’ll be lunchtime shortly, can we catch up about twelve thirty before I take Max for his constitutional?’ she said, gushing with excitement.
‘ You won’t need
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