chapter 26

The police man that sat facing me was fat. He looked like he was a pretty boy but not any more, he was somewhere around late fifties and was at the brink of retirement.

He had tired but intelligent eyes, his chubby hands held a pen and a small note and he continually scribbled something on the note.

He raised his eyes up to me.

“What did you say she looked like?."

“Dark hair, dark eyes, about six foot eight or nine."

“And you say she worked for you?."

“Yes."

“When was the last time you saw her?."

“Thursday."

“Thursday was the last time you saw her."

“Yes, Thursday evening."

“Was she upset about anything?."

“Yes."

“What was that?."

“Her ex husband, she was in a violent relationship with him, she left and on Wednesday, she saw his best friend at my office and she was really scared."

The man's eyes, lifted from his note and it fell on mine.

“His best friend works for you?."

“No, he was a client."

“How did you meet him?."

“His name is Adrian Brooks, I formally met him when he c
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