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He could hear the rain hitting the canopy of trees overhead, the patter of it
filling his ears as he tried not to stumble over the stumps and bushes. DCI
Moone stopped as he got closer to all the fuss, the uniforms scattered
through the trees, searching for more evidence. The sun was barely up, the
soft, hazy pink glow of it showing behind the harsh and skeletal outline of
the autumn trees. As he climbed down a steep bank, his feet sliding a little,
his eyes jumped to the SOCO tent which had been erected between two
thick and ancient trees. Voices called out somewhere and crows seemed to
answer with a sound like violent complaining, perhaps upset at being
woken so early.
He took out his phone, checking for any message from Butler.
Mandy. She had a name, she just preferred not to be called it, as if
some kind of familiarity would grow between them, and heaven forbid that
should happen. Every time he felt as if they were on solid ground, she
would withdraw, stop calling him Pete and bring down the shutters. It had
been like that lately, but he assumed it was the fact that her father was
unwell, something to do with his chest. The details were scarce as always
Moone pulled himself out of his dark mood as he spotted the familiar
stocky figure of Sergeant Kevin Pinder trudging towards him, a smile
appearing on his face.
‘Your face says it all, boss,’ Pinder said, then turned and looked
towards the tent.
‘How’re you, Kev?’ Moone took his chilled hands from his pockets
and blew on them.
‘Better now that this whole Covid business seems to be buggering off.
Where’s your other half?’
‘Ha ha.’ Moone passed him, heading towards the tent, listening to the
squawking above, hearing his name in their voices, a warning not to go any
closer. ‘Is it a young woman?’
‘Yeah. In her mid-twenties, they reckon.’
Moone sighed and shook his head and stepped closer, watching the
SOCOs coming out. Mid-twenties, no age at all; his stomach twisted and
knotted itself at the thought, the image of him having to deliver the bad
news. ‘Any ID?’
‘Nothing. Not even any clothes.’ Pinder caught up with him as he
headed to the tent, more purpose in his stride now. He could feel the
uniforms’ eyes turning to him and he didn’t want to show hesitation.
‘They found her naked?’ Moone asked.
‘Yeah, the doctor said she’s been dead at least two days, give or take.
Want to hear a joke?’
Moone stopped, Pinder’s words sinking in, mixing in with the grey and
thick mud that seemed to be coating his insides as well as his shoes. ‘Is this
really the time, Kev?’
Pinder shrugged. ‘Just thought it’d break the tension. Gallows humour
and all that. Maybe I’ll save it for later. It’s a good one.’
Moone nodded, knowing that Pinder’s heart was in the right place, he
just didn’t know when to pick his moments. But he never felt like he had
the right to criticise him, not since he had saved his life. The memory came
in like an icy cold wave, bringing with it a high-pitched whine as his hear
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