DI Sean Corrigan Crime Series: 6-Book Collection: Cold Killing, Redemption of the Dead, The Keeper, The Network, The Toy Taker and The Jackdaw. Luke Delaney

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      Sean stepped forward, and before he spoke he could smell Hellier’s expensive cologne. It seemed to take Hellier a second to recognize him. When he did, he began to smile.

      Sean held his warrant card close to Hellier’s face. He didn’t back away.

      ‘James Hellier. I’m Detective Inspector Sean Corrigan, these other officers are with me.’

      ‘Please, Inspector,’ Hellier cut in. ‘There’s no need for introductions here. I think we all know each other.’

      Sean wanted to hit him. If Hellier didn’t stop smiling, he thought he probably would. Instead he pushed him back into the house and spun him around to face the hallway wall. He could see Elizabeth Hellier coming down the stairs.

      ‘Who is it, James?’ she called out. ‘What’s going on?’ Her panic growing.

      ‘Nothing to worry about, darling,’ Hellier called up to her. ‘Just call Jonathon Templeman and tell him I’ve been arrested again.’ He turned to Sean. ‘I am being arrested, aren’t I, Inspector?’

      Sean pulled Hellier’s arms behind his back and clipped a handcuff tightly round each of his wrists. ‘This time you’re mine,’ Sean whispered into Hellier’s ear. He stepped back and spoke so everyone could hear, especially Hellier’s wife. ‘James Hellier, I’m arresting you for the murder of Linda Kotler.’

      Hellier was still smiling. ‘What?’ He didn’t attempt to hide his disdain. ‘This is pathetic. I’ve never heard of the woman.’

      ‘You do not have to say anything unless you wish to.’ Sean spoke over Hellier’s protests. ‘But it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court.’

      ‘Tell me, Inspector,’ Hellier was almost shouting, ‘are you going to arrest me for every crime you can’t solve?’

      ‘Anything you do say may be used as evidence,’ Sean continued.

      Hellier craned his neck so he could see Sean over his right shoulder. ‘You’re a damn fool. You’ve got nothing on me.’ His smiling face and sweet breath made Sean feel nauseous.

      ‘Who are you?’ Sean asked him. ‘What the fuck are you?’

      Hellier’s grin only broadened. He spat the words into Sean’s face:

      ‘Fuck you.’

      Sean peered through the spy hole into Hellier’s cell. The smug bastard was sitting bolt upright on his bed, as if in some kind of a trance. If only there were some way to find out what he was thinking. Sean moved away from the cell door and headed back to his office. He would interview Hellier when his solicitor arrived.

      He sauntered into the inquiry office. The team sensed his mood. It transferred to them. Sean had the upper hand now.

      ‘Any news from the lab, Stan?’ Sean shouted across the office.

      ‘Three days for a DNA match, guv,’ Stan called back. ‘Two, if we get lucky. They’ll need our suspect’s samples by midday if they’re to have any chance of doing it that fast, but it’ll only be an initial comparison which won’t give us a definitive match. A full comparison and definitive match will take a week. Minimum.’

      ‘Not good enough,’ Sean replied. ‘Call the lab back and tell them one in forty thousand isn’t good enough. I need better odds than that and I need them by this time tomorrow at the latest.’

      The phone in Sean’s office was ringing when he entered. He snatched it up. ‘DI Corrigan.’

      ‘Morning, sir. It’s DC Kelsey, from SO11 telephone subscribers’ checks. You left some coded numbers with me a while ago. I said I’d have a play with them.’

      ‘Go on.’

      ‘Well, I worked out the code,’ DC Kelsey said matter-of-factly. ‘It was relatively simple, but effective.’

      ‘Have you run the subscribers’ checks too?’

      ‘Yes. Some are overseas numbers, so we don’t have them back yet. I’ll email what I have across to you. Be warned, there’s a fair few to go through.’

      ‘Thanks. And good job,’ Sean said warmly. ‘Let me know when the overseas numbers come back.’

      ‘No problem.’

      ‘And thanks again.’

      Sally appeared at his office door. ‘Hellier’s brief’s here,’ she announced. ‘They’re in consultation.’

      ‘Good. When they’re ready, you can help me interview.’ Sally made a show of checking her watch. ‘You need to be somewhere?’ he asked.

      ‘As a matter of fact, I have a lunch appointment today. I was hoping Dave could do the interview with you.’

      ‘Lunch appointment?’ Sean sounded surprised.

      ‘It’s not what you think. I’m supposed to be meeting Hellier’s boss, Sebastian Gibran. His idea. I can only assume he wants to discuss Hellier.’

      Sean studied her in silence for a while. ‘I’m not sure about this, Sally,’ he said. ‘These people look after their own. I doubt he wants to help us. Unless he has some other motivation for meeting you.’

      ‘Such as?’

      ‘You know what I mean.’

      ‘I guess you never know your luck.’

      Again Sean studied her for a while. ‘Okay. Meet him. See what he has to say.’

      ‘There’s something else too,’ Sally continued. ‘Remember the suspect Method Index turned up – Stefan Korsakov.’

      Sean shrugged his shoulders. He thought that little problem had been dealt with. ‘Yes.’

      ‘I’ve been trying to put it to bed, but it hasn’t been that easy.’

      ‘In what way?’

      ‘His conviction prints should be at the Yard, only they’re not.’

      ‘Borrowed?’

      ‘The original investigating officer told me the prison holding Korsakov had requested the prints, only I checked with them and they didn’t.’

      ‘So he’s lying to you. Any idea why?’

      ‘Not yet.’

      ‘Do you want to get Ethics and Standards involved?’

      ‘Maybe,’ Sally answered. ‘But maybe we should start treating Korsakov as a viable suspect, until we know for sure he isn’t?’

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