Missing: The Body of Evidence by Declan Conner Page A

was the Joe Bollinger case. Now can I sign, I have to be going.’
    ‘Yes, of course.’ The woman read and then
signed the statement. ‘Wait here, I’ll make a copy for you.’
    Nancy exited the room in a trance. If the
woman was right, she knew they were wasting their time with the janitor.
    She phoned the New York Police department
and spoke to Sergeant Holloway who confirmed the woman’s part in solving the
Bollinger case. Nancy placed the statement in the file she had prepared for the
case and walked to Logan’s office. She tapped the door and entered. Someone had
found Logan some tracksuit bottoms and Claire must have taken pity on him as he
was wearing a department T-shirt that fit him.
    ‘You need to see this.’
    She handed him the file. He read the
statement. His eyes rolled as he snapped the file closed.
    ‘She seems credible. Some mediums have been
useful to us in the past. Her statement could cause us problems. It’s too late
to call off the search warrant. The search team will be at Kelly’s apartment
now. Tell her we’ll get in touch if we have any further questions.’
    Nancy left the office, returned to the
interview room, handed the woman her copy and shook hands.
    ‘We’ll be in touch if we need you.’
    The woman held her hand in an iron grip,
before releasing it and stepping back.
    ‘Your Aura, it’s very strong. I can tell
from the colours surrounding you that you have a gift, dear. You should visit a
spiritualist church. They can guide you.’
    The woman turned and walked out of the
interview room. Nancy didn’t know what to make of what she had said, and stood
for a while in stunned silence before returning to her desk. Kyle walked over
to join her. He looked sheepish and began to stutter.
    ‘I.... I…’
    ‘No, I’ll talk first. Sorry about earlier,
bad day all around. I’ll have a good sleep tonight, and then maybe we can talk
about that weekend you mentioned.’
    His mouth curled into a smile.
    ‘Kelly’s attorney is here, will you join me
in the interview room. He’s no one I have ever seen before and he’s talking
with Kelly in a private office. Logan has just taken a call from the search
team. He says to stall the attorney and he’ll join us. It’s your case, you take
the lead.’
    Nancy gave him a self-satisfied smile and
led the way. The attorney and Kelly exited the private office. Nancy introduced
herself to the attorney and pointed him in the direction of the interview room
where they sat facing each other.
    ‘My client doesn’t have anything further he
can help you with, he has been helpful and seeing you haven’t charged him we’re
leaving now.’
    Nancy floundered. She knew they could walk.
Goodyear’s statement fresh in her mind had sapped her confidence.
    ‘We appreciate your client helping us. We
just have a few more questions. Surely he would want to help us with the
accident investigation,’ she said.
    ‘Sorry, unless you are going to charge him
with something, we’re walking. Any further questions would be just a fishing
expedition.’
    Nancy scoffed and wondered if the use of
the clichéd fishing expedition was an obligatory phrase that attorneys
had to learn by heart, before they were allowed to sit the bar exam. The
attorney and Kelly stood to leave. The door to the interview room opened and
Logan breezed in, sporting a new shirt, tie and suit.
    ‘Going somewhere?’ Logan asked.
    ‘Yes, we’re just leaving.’
    ‘No one’s going anywhere, least of all Mr.
Kelly here.’
    Logan thrust a copy of the search warrant
at the attorney. The attorney inspected it.
    ‘We’re still leaving, seeing as there are
no charges.’
    ‘How about murder one and the Federal
offence of kidnapping... Oh, and let’s not forget the theft of a lasagne.’
    Logan winked at Nancy. Kidnapping. She
was as intrigued as the attorney looked dumbfounded. The attorney gave a
sideways glance at his client. Nancy could see panic written all over the
expression on Kelly’s