Dubious Justice (Justice Series Book 11) by M A Comley Page A

he was about to be attacked but could do little to prevent the incident. I’ll know more after the PM. Let’s get you a formal ID on the man, shall we?” Patti twisted behind the corpse to search the back pocket of his jeans and withdrew the man’s wallet. After flipping open the leather flap, she pulled out his driving licence. “Victor Caprini.”
    Lorne jotted the name down in her notebook. “I don’t suppose there’s an address in there somewhere?”
    “Yep. According to this, if he hasn’t moved house and neglected to inform the right authorities, it’s 55 Tollpuddle Road.”
    “Okay, we’ll get over there now; see if we can find any relatives at home. He looks around twenty-eight to thirty, yes?” Katy suggested.
    Patti nodded. “I’d put him around that age, yes. I’ll finish up here and get the body moved. My day is pretty clear. There’s no reason why I shouldn’t be able to fit in the PM this afternoon.”
    “The sooner, the better, as always, Patti. You’re a star.” Lorne patted the pathologist on the back before the two detectives headed for their car.
    Katy let out a huge sigh once they were seated and buckled up. “Damn waste of a young life, for what?” She started the car and exited the car park.
    “I agree. I doubt this will be the last, either. Two bodies in a matter of days doesn’t bode well. If the killers are getting off on killing these men, who’s to say where their game will end? Do you think it’s sexual?”
    “Where did that come from, Lorne?”
    She shrugged. “Not sure. We’re presuming from the disc footage that the two assailants were male. What if one of them is a woman? Supposing they were enticing these men into their homes with the intention of killing them? I don’t know—pure conjecture on my part, of course.”
    “Maybe you’ve just got a warped mind,” Katy admonished with a chuckle.
    “Seriously, though. Maybe I’m just assuming that after what we’ve encountered over the years.” Lorne pointed into the air and continued, “Look at that case involving Jade’s psychiatrist a few years back. He virtually brainwashed the killer to do his murdering for him, didn’t he? That was sexually motivated.”
    “You’re right, as always. How is Jade, by the way? Has she got over your father’s death yet?”
    “Sometimes she’s back to her old self, and then other days, she sits around crying all day. My heart goes out to Luigi and the boys. Walking a tightrope like that day in and day out can’t be easy.”
    “Does she work? Maybe if she had something to occupy her mind every day, she wouldn’t be in such a dire situation.”
    “Not really. She does the odd day of volunteer work now and again, nothing major. Luigi insisted that she should stay at home and raise the children herself.”
    “Yikes, that’s not something I would like to do. I’d rather take a leaf out of your book about how to rear kids if having children ever cropped up on my agenda.”
    “Hmm… well, I wouldn’t like to suggest to anyone how they should raise their kids. Hey, no one is more surprised at the way Charlie turned out than me. Especially after all she’s had to contend with during her young life.”
    “She’s strong, has your fighting spirit running through her veins. She’s a credit to you, Lorne. Not many twenty-year-olds can shout loud and proud that they run their own successful business.”
    “Successful? As in bringing money in? I don’t think we can label the rescue centre as being a grand success just yet,” Lorne pointed out.
    Katy followed the directions the sat nav voice issued and crawled along the road until she spotted number fifty-five. Lorne could tell that the area was well cared for by the way each of the gardens looked maintained. They walked up the path of the semi-detached house, and Lorne knocked on the door. They had to wait a few moments before a blonde woman in her mid-twenties opened the door to them.
    “Hello, can I help you? And