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tell his wife, and she didn't think it odd that he was so long next door?'
'It seems that's a regular occurrence, there's definitely something going on between the two of them, which confirms what Jenni told you last night'
'Yes but Jenni said that she had promised to end the affair if William did the same so they could try again'
John and Ian looked at each other for a moment
'Think we need to speak to Peter Lovitt again'
'I think you're right Ian, I think we do'
As they left the station John handed a large brown envelope to the desk sergeant.
'I'm expecting a profiler to call in for me today, don't know his name yet, but when he comes make my apologies and give him this envelope, it should have everything he needs, tell him I'll be in touch.'
Ian rang the doorbell at the Lovitt house and Mrs Lovitt answered, already dressed and ready to leave,
'Good morning Mrs Lovitt, I'm Detective Inspector Dickie and this is D.S Cripp, I wonder if we might have a word with your husband?'
Mrs Lovitt invited them in then called up the staircase
'Pete, the police are here to speak to you! I'm going now.'
She turned to Ian, he'll be down in a minute, sorry I've got to go, said I'd take next doors kids to school and I'm running late. Make yourselves at home. Pete! I'm going now, the police are waiting!'
With that she left slamming the front door behind her.
John and Ian looked at each other, then around the hall where they had been left waiting.
'Sorry' came a voice from the top of the stairs 'Late shift last night'
'No problem, I'm D.I Dickie and this is D.S Cripp, we just have a few more questions relating to Mr Broom's Murder we think you might be able to help us with'
'Yes, of course anything I can do to help, Would you like some Tea?'
'Not for me thanks' they both said in unison
'So how can I help?'
'Well Mr Lovitt, we know you were in work on the night of the murder, but I'm a bit confused that you're wife didn't, she thought you were next door with Mrs Broom'
'That's right, I got a call to go into work, it should've been my night off but they had a really busy night so I went in to help.'
'But you didn't inform your wife' Ian Said
'She never really pays any interest in where I am, so I just don’t bother any more'
'What’s your relationship with Mrs Broom?' Ian asked
'We're friends, Debbie, My wife takes her kids to school, I do a few odd jobs for her and Bill, that’s about all really'
'Did you know that Bill was having an affair?'
'Gill mentioned it, but I didn't really want to get involved, extra marital affairs are not really my thing'
'Really?' Ian said surprised by the answer
Just then there was the sound of the back door opening and closing,
'Pete, its Gilly, she’s taken the kids, are you upstairs? I'm coming to get you'
'Morning Mrs Broom, Nice to see you're bearing up so well'
She was just about to go upstairs, her dressing gown lay on the floor in the hallway and she was wearing a tight fitting Basque and stockings.
'Perhaps you'd like to come and join us' John Said picking up the dressing gown and handing it to her.
She sat next to Peter both looking slightly embarrassed.
'Now, this is nice isn’t it?' John said 'so you were saying extra marital affairs weren’t your thing Mr Lovitt.'
Peter shuffled uncomfortably in his seat
'You see we know that you two are having an affair, we have also been told that you Mrs Broom had told your husband that you were going to finish it'
Peter looked at Gill
'No that’s not true' she said
'You told your husband that you would finish this affair if he finished his affair, for the sake of the kids'
'That's not true!' she protested. ‘He’d had so many affairs I've lost count, Even if he finished that one there would be another, and another'
'Why didn't you leave him?'
'Where would I go? Some scrubby old bedsit somewhere? What about the Kids? The only way I could keep the house and Kids is if he went off with some tart he'd picked
'It seems that's a regular occurrence, there's definitely something going on between the two of them, which confirms what Jenni told you last night'
'Yes but Jenni said that she had promised to end the affair if William did the same so they could try again'
John and Ian looked at each other for a moment
'Think we need to speak to Peter Lovitt again'
'I think you're right Ian, I think we do'
As they left the station John handed a large brown envelope to the desk sergeant.
'I'm expecting a profiler to call in for me today, don't know his name yet, but when he comes make my apologies and give him this envelope, it should have everything he needs, tell him I'll be in touch.'
Ian rang the doorbell at the Lovitt house and Mrs Lovitt answered, already dressed and ready to leave,
'Good morning Mrs Lovitt, I'm Detective Inspector Dickie and this is D.S Cripp, I wonder if we might have a word with your husband?'
Mrs Lovitt invited them in then called up the staircase
'Pete, the police are here to speak to you! I'm going now.'
She turned to Ian, he'll be down in a minute, sorry I've got to go, said I'd take next doors kids to school and I'm running late. Make yourselves at home. Pete! I'm going now, the police are waiting!'
With that she left slamming the front door behind her.
John and Ian looked at each other, then around the hall where they had been left waiting.
'Sorry' came a voice from the top of the stairs 'Late shift last night'
'No problem, I'm D.I Dickie and this is D.S Cripp, we just have a few more questions relating to Mr Broom's Murder we think you might be able to help us with'
'Yes, of course anything I can do to help, Would you like some Tea?'
'Not for me thanks' they both said in unison
'So how can I help?'
'Well Mr Lovitt, we know you were in work on the night of the murder, but I'm a bit confused that you're wife didn't, she thought you were next door with Mrs Broom'
'That's right, I got a call to go into work, it should've been my night off but they had a really busy night so I went in to help.'
'But you didn't inform your wife' Ian Said
'She never really pays any interest in where I am, so I just don’t bother any more'
'What’s your relationship with Mrs Broom?' Ian asked
'We're friends, Debbie, My wife takes her kids to school, I do a few odd jobs for her and Bill, that’s about all really'
'Did you know that Bill was having an affair?'
'Gill mentioned it, but I didn't really want to get involved, extra marital affairs are not really my thing'
'Really?' Ian said surprised by the answer
Just then there was the sound of the back door opening and closing,
'Pete, its Gilly, she’s taken the kids, are you upstairs? I'm coming to get you'
'Morning Mrs Broom, Nice to see you're bearing up so well'
She was just about to go upstairs, her dressing gown lay on the floor in the hallway and she was wearing a tight fitting Basque and stockings.
'Perhaps you'd like to come and join us' John Said picking up the dressing gown and handing it to her.
She sat next to Peter both looking slightly embarrassed.
'Now, this is nice isn’t it?' John said 'so you were saying extra marital affairs weren’t your thing Mr Lovitt.'
Peter shuffled uncomfortably in his seat
'You see we know that you two are having an affair, we have also been told that you Mrs Broom had told your husband that you were going to finish it'
Peter looked at Gill
'No that’s not true' she said
'You told your husband that you would finish this affair if he finished his affair, for the sake of the kids'
'That's not true!' she protested. ‘He’d had so many affairs I've lost count, Even if he finished that one there would be another, and another'
'Why didn't you leave him?'
'Where would I go? Some scrubby old bedsit somewhere? What about the Kids? The only way I could keep the house and Kids is if he went off with some tart he'd picked
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