Murder in the Caribbean. Robert Thorogood

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      All told, over two million pounds’ worth of jewels had been stolen that day, and the Police didn’t have a single credible lead.

      Then, a week after the jewellery heist, the Police received an anonymous phonecall. The message was left by a woman who, according to the notes Richard was reading, ‘had a thick Caribbean accent’. She told the Duty Officer that the jewel heist had been carried out by men from Saint-Marie. The woman hung up before she could be quizzed any further. The anonymous phonecall was later traced to a phone booth near Willesden Green Tube station, but the Police were never able to identify who the caller had been.

      However, the tip-off meant that the Police in London sent copies of the fingerprints they’d retrieved from the murder weapon to the Police in Saint-Marie. It took quite a few days for the answer to come back to London, but it was worth the wait.

      The Saint-Marie Police had a match for the fingerprints. They belonged to a well-known local hoodlum called Pierre Charpentier. And, even better than that, their records showed that Pierre had left Saint-Marie three weeks before the jewel heist, and had returned to Saint-Marie two days after it had been carried out.

      The Saint-Marie Police swooped on Pierre and charged him with theft and murder. He was then extradited to the UK where he stood trial at the Old Bailey. When he was cross-examined, Pierre claimed that he’d had nothing to do with the jewel heist, and he was being set up for the murder as well. His defence was that he may have been in the UK, but he was nowhere near Bond Street at the time. As for the fingerprints that were found on the murder weapon, Pierre just kept saying that he was being set up.

      The jury didn’t believe him, and Pierre was convicted of murder and robbery, and was sent down for twenty-five years. For the first fifteen years, he was incarcerated in Holloway prison, but, as was usual for foreign offenders, he was repatriated to a Saint-Marie prison for the last few years of his sentence. The fact that he’d finally left prison after serving only twenty years suggested that he’d also been given time off for good behaviour.

      Richard leant back in his chair to try to process everything he’d learned, but he was interrupted by the arrival of Camille and Dwayne. Dwayne was holding a cardboard box of possessions.

      ‘What did you get from the halfway house?’ Richard asked.

      ‘Nothing we hadn’t already seen, Chief,’ Dwayne said. ‘But I’ve got the bottle of beer and glass Pierre was drinking from, so we can check them for fingerprints.’

      ‘As for me, sir,’ Camille said, plonking herself down onto the chair behind her desk, ‘once she got going, Pierre’s next-door neighbour never stopped talking, but I think I got everything.’

      ‘Did she give you anything new in her statement?’

      ‘Not really. It’s the same as she told us. Pierre turned up three days ago. Three men arrived soon after, argued with him, and left. And then, later that afternoon, one of the men returned, and Pierre left with him in his car.’

      ‘And he’s been in hiding ever since,’ Richard said, finishing Camille’s story.

      ‘Got it in one.’

      ‘But who were the men who met him?’ Fidel asked. ‘And which of them was the one who came back?’

      ‘Well, Fidel,’ Richard said, ‘I think that’s a very good question indeed.’

      Richard explained how he’d just read Pierre Charpentier’s original case file, and how Pierre had been part of a four-man gang who’d robbed a Bond Street shop of over two million pounds’ worth of jewels. And how Pierre had shot a member of staff dead before he made his escape.

      ‘Then how did they catch him?’ Fidel asked.

      ‘Pierre left his fingerprints on the gun he used.’

      ‘He did?’ Dwayne asked, surprised. ‘That’s not too clever.’

      ‘Maybe he wasn’t too clever.’

      ‘Did they positively identify him in any other way?’ Camille asked.

      ‘I don’t believe so.’

      ‘There wasn’t any CCTV inside the store?’

      ‘The case notes don’t mention anything about CCTV.’

      ‘And he never took off his motorbike clothes, gloves or helmet at any time during the robbery?’

      ‘That’s right.’

      ‘So no-one was able to place him visually at the scene?’

      ‘This, I believe was very much the point Pierre’s defence brief tried to make.’

      ‘So the only thing that actually links Pierre to the murder is a weapon that had his fingerprints on?’

      ‘Not quite the only thing,’ Richard said. ‘He was from Saint-Marie, and he was in London at the time. Oh, and the man he shot dead was also from Saint-Marie. We’ll have to look into him. His name was André Morgan. But you’re right, Camille. If it was indeed Pierre Charpentier who committed murder that day, he was very foolish leaving his own gun behind at the scene. But that’s not what interests me. What interests me is, where did Conrad get his money from?’

      This statement took everyone by surprise.

      ‘What?’ Dwayne asked.

      ‘Well, it was you, Dwayne, who said that despite having no real talent, Conrad "came into money" about twenty years ago. And you also said it could have been mob money that funded him. So what I’m wondering is, what if it wasn’t mob money?’

      ‘Do you think he was maybe one of the robbers?’ Fidel asked, his eyes widening.

      ‘Well, let’s look at what we know. Pierre was jailed twenty years ago. Not just for murder, but also because of his part in a four-man heist of a jewellery store in London. Even though he always denied he was involved in any way. But then, according to our witness next door to Pierre’s safe house, on the very day he got out of prison he was met by three men.’

      ‘Oh I see!’ Fidel said. ‘They were the other three members of the gang.’

      ‘That’s what I’m thinking,’ Richard said. ‘And although our witness’s sight isn’t what it might once have been, her hearing’s good enough, and she said very specifically that these three men were already arguing before they arrived, and then Pierre joined in the argument soon after. And the nub of the matter was the fact that he was demanding they hand over "his share". In fact, he kept asking, "where is my share?". Now, what do you think that could refer to?’

      ‘His share of the jewels!’ Fidel said.

      ‘Exactly. Despite his protestations of innocence, Pierre was one of the robbers that day. And I think that for the last twenty years, as he rotted in a high security prison, there was only one thing sustaining him. And that was the knowledge that all he had to do was keep quiet and the moment he left prison, he’d finally get his share of money from the heist.’

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