Someone You Know. Olivia Isaac-Henry

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      ‘Follow him.’

      ‘If he’s thrown her in a lake he won’t be going back and anyway, there aren’t any lakes round here.’

      ‘There’s the reservoir at Lickey and it might not be a lake, it might be a canal or something,’ Tess said.

      ‘The canal’s too full of shopping trolleys.’

      ‘Or she could be in the freezer. I saw another programme where—’

      ‘Tess, she’s just gone away. You watch too much TV.’

      Tess looked hurt.

      Edie dismissed Tess’s ramblings. She loved her TV shows too much and was so desperate for a mystery in real life she invented strange motives and secrets to the most ordinary people. When their former teacher, Mrs Edge, had left midterm, Tess linked it to a large jewellery theft she’d seen on the news. Raquel’s dad’s infrequent visits were due to his work in espionage, despite Raquel telling them he was a boiler engineer at British Gas. But unease trickled into Edie’s mind when she thought about Mum’s reaction to Valentina leaving. Something was wrong, still, she dismissed what Tess had said until the following evening. Mum was out and Dad was in the garden when Tess ran up to Edie.

      ‘Quick or you’ll miss them,’ she said.

      ‘Miss who?’ Edie said as Tess dragged her to the front window.

      Tess pressed her face to the pane so that her breath left a mark on the glass.

      ‘I told you,’ she said.

      A police car was outside, double-parked next to Mr Vickers’ Rover. Edie was just in time to see two uniformed police officers go into next door. She caught the words ‘Mrs Vickers’.

      ‘See,’ Tess said.

      She ran to the wall and put her ear against it.

      ‘I can’t hear what they’re saying,’ she said.

      There was no need to have her ear to the wall for what happened next.

      ‘I bloody will not,’ Mr Vickers shouted.

      Tess jumped back.

      The crash from next door was so loud it made the room shake.

      Another voice.

      ‘You need to calm down right now, mate.’

      Some more scraping, another crash. Then the front door was open.

      ‘They’re coming back out,’ Edie said and Tess was back at the window.

      They weren’t the only ones, the two houses opposite had the whole family gaping from indoors and Mrs McCann had come outside to watch. Raquel must have gone to Roswell Park, because there was no way she’d miss out on this.

      A policeman led a handcuffed Mr Vickers from the door, his eyes fixed to the ground. The second policeman came out rubbing his jaw.

      ‘He must have hit him,’ Tess said.

      Edie hadn’t seen Tess so excited since their school trip to Tutbury Castle, the most haunted castle in England. Ghosts were a close second to criminals in Tess’s list of interests.

      ‘He must be scared to hit a policeman, knows they’re on to him. Why do you think he didn’t run away before now? He must have known they’d come.’

      The second policeman opened the car whilst the first shoved Mr Vickers into the back.

      ‘Do you think they’ve found the body?’

      More neighbours were spilling into the street, unashamed of their gawping. The police car drove off.

      ‘You didn’t believe me, Edie, but this proves it. He’s a murderer. He killed Valentina.’

      *

      When Mum came home, Mrs McCann rushed out of her house and accosted her before she could even get to the door, no doubt filling her in on what happened at the Vickers’.

      ‘Did you hear what happened?’ Tess asked as Mum came into the lounge.

      ‘It would be difficult not to. Eileen’s a lovely woman but …’

      ‘But what?’ Tess asked.

      ‘Never mind. Just make sure you two don’t go around constantly gossiping and making up any bits you don’t know.’

      Tess pulled an innocent face as if such things had never occurred to her. Mum walked through to the kitchen and left the door open. Tess wriggled on the sofa, desperate to talk to Edie about Mr Vickers. She pointed to the ceiling and Edie followed her upstairs.

      ‘What do you think happened?’ Tess asked.

      Tess seemed more elated than horrified at the thought of Valentina’s death and Edie wondered how much she really believed it; though Mr Vickers’ arrest did support Tess’s theory.

      ‘Let’s watch the news,’ Edie said.

      ‘Yes, he’s bound to be on it,’ Tess said.

      They watched the early evening and late news, national and local, without any mention of Mr Vickers and were sent to bed, disappointed. And they were further disappointed when a car pulled up outside and Mr Vickers arrived home.

      ‘How could they let him go?’ Tess asked, her face pressed to the window. ‘Do you think they can’t find the body?’

      ‘Maybe it’s nothing to do with Valentina.’

      ‘What else could it be? If we could find the body we’d help the police solve it.’

      ‘You’ve never solved a crime, Tess. Guessing the end of Poirot doesn’t count.’

      Tess scowled.

      ‘You can stay here listening to your records if you like. I’ll solve it on my own.’

      Despite Edie’s sneer about Poirot, she’d always wanted to be a detective, though she fancied herself more like an American private investigator with a gun and a fast car. She knew it was silly and childish, but they had little else to do. Since turning eleven, Raquel considered herself a grown up and was spending most of her time at Roswell Park, hanging out with older kids. She even had a boyfriend, who was thirteen. ‘I know what he wants but he’s not getting it.’ Mum was working the whole time. Uncle Ray was ‘snowed under’ with the business and hadn’t been to see them for ages. And Dad was just Dad, as likely to leave the sofa as he was to fly. Being an investigator might be fun.

      ‘OK, but we’ll have to keep it from Mum,’ Edie said.

      ‘We’ll go undercover,’ Tess said. ‘Starting tomorrow.’

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