Two Wrongs (Detective Inspector Ross Reed Book 1) by Nathan Sayer Page A
Authors: Nathan Sayer
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didn’t mention it before. No, I didn’t see anything, I’ve already told you.”
“Mr Gulliver, if our questions are worrying you, we can do this at the police station in a formal capacity. You’re free to request a solicitor no matter where you are. Our intention at the beginning of this interview was to gather information; however, your sarcasm and general demeanor are making me just a little suspicious.” Tyler said.
“It’s your call?” Reed chipped in.
Gulliver dropped his tough guy act straight away. His shoulders actually slumped. He seemed to disappear into his chair much the same as Tyler had earlier, just less dramatic. “I’m sorry,” he finally whispered, “I wish I could remember something. Having been the last one to see her alive, I know I’m a suspect; I’m not stupid. It’s frustrating that I can’t steer this away from me.”
“You’re just helping us with our enquiries at the moment, that’s all. Tell me what happened after you dropped her off. The route you took.” Reed asked.
“We took the A11 from Newmarket, turned off on the Thetford/Watton road and I dropped her off at the end of Bridgeham Road; I carried on, turned onto Diss Road and parked out there,” Gulliver nodded towards the car park Tyler had parked in. “Then I walked to my flat.”
“What time was it you arrived home?”
“It was about one in the morning.” `
“Can you be more specific?” Reed insisted.
“It was just before, 10 to 1.”
“Is there anyone who saw you get home, someone who could confirm the time? Just so we can really pinpoint the time you dropped Carmella off; it could make all the difference.”
“No. Not that I know of. It’s like I told the others, I hadn’t planned on getting mixed up in all of this.” Gulliver answered.
“What about Carmella, did she seem worried or upset?”
“No.”
Reed was surprised by the curt answer so he nodded his head and kept his eyes fixed on Gulliver. Silence can be a great weapon in interviews. Sometimes people could feel awkward and would just start to blabber on but Gulliver wasn’t playing the game. He looked awkward enough but he wasn’t going to start talking without being prompted.
Reed used the silence to process a couple things that might mean nothing or absolutely everything. Gulliver had stated that he was the last person to see Carmella alive and also indicated he was eager to steer the attention away from him. Were they the words of a nervous killer or the defensive words of an innocent person? The statement was true; he had been the last known person to see her alive and surely, any innocent person would want to clear their name as soon as possible.
“What exactly was your relationship with Carmella?” Tyler asked.
“I don’t know,” He said shyly. “We were kind of just getting to know each other.”
“How did you meet?”
“At Splitz, I know a couple of her mates and we got chatting.”
“Would you have considered yourselves a couple?”
“No. Not really.”
Tyler was jotting a few things down and Reed knew it wasn’t the words that were being spoken she was taking notes of, it would be her reaction to the words, whether she believed him or not, had he looked uncomfortable, those sorts of things.
Reed’s own feelings told him that he had a very real suspect.
Chapter 6
The fluid that had been poured over Carmella Chapman’s body had been confirmed as bleach. Reed had received a phone call from the Wymondham Forensic Department last night telling him so. Although the department was on the same site as the police station, it took a whole lot of red tape to get any information. There was a fence similar to that of a prison, complete with razor wire on top, which surrounded the building. This was to stop anybody breaking in and tampering with or removing any evidence. Reed thought that it should be enough of a deterrent being at the back of Norfolk’s biggest police station,
“Mr Gulliver, if our questions are worrying you, we can do this at the police station in a formal capacity. You’re free to request a solicitor no matter where you are. Our intention at the beginning of this interview was to gather information; however, your sarcasm and general demeanor are making me just a little suspicious.” Tyler said.
“It’s your call?” Reed chipped in.
Gulliver dropped his tough guy act straight away. His shoulders actually slumped. He seemed to disappear into his chair much the same as Tyler had earlier, just less dramatic. “I’m sorry,” he finally whispered, “I wish I could remember something. Having been the last one to see her alive, I know I’m a suspect; I’m not stupid. It’s frustrating that I can’t steer this away from me.”
“You’re just helping us with our enquiries at the moment, that’s all. Tell me what happened after you dropped her off. The route you took.” Reed asked.
“We took the A11 from Newmarket, turned off on the Thetford/Watton road and I dropped her off at the end of Bridgeham Road; I carried on, turned onto Diss Road and parked out there,” Gulliver nodded towards the car park Tyler had parked in. “Then I walked to my flat.”
“What time was it you arrived home?”
“It was about one in the morning.” `
“Can you be more specific?” Reed insisted.
“It was just before, 10 to 1.”
“Is there anyone who saw you get home, someone who could confirm the time? Just so we can really pinpoint the time you dropped Carmella off; it could make all the difference.”
“No. Not that I know of. It’s like I told the others, I hadn’t planned on getting mixed up in all of this.” Gulliver answered.
“What about Carmella, did she seem worried or upset?”
“No.”
Reed was surprised by the curt answer so he nodded his head and kept his eyes fixed on Gulliver. Silence can be a great weapon in interviews. Sometimes people could feel awkward and would just start to blabber on but Gulliver wasn’t playing the game. He looked awkward enough but he wasn’t going to start talking without being prompted.
Reed used the silence to process a couple things that might mean nothing or absolutely everything. Gulliver had stated that he was the last person to see Carmella alive and also indicated he was eager to steer the attention away from him. Were they the words of a nervous killer or the defensive words of an innocent person? The statement was true; he had been the last known person to see her alive and surely, any innocent person would want to clear their name as soon as possible.
“What exactly was your relationship with Carmella?” Tyler asked.
“I don’t know,” He said shyly. “We were kind of just getting to know each other.”
“How did you meet?”
“At Splitz, I know a couple of her mates and we got chatting.”
“Would you have considered yourselves a couple?”
“No. Not really.”
Tyler was jotting a few things down and Reed knew it wasn’t the words that were being spoken she was taking notes of, it would be her reaction to the words, whether she believed him or not, had he looked uncomfortable, those sorts of things.
Reed’s own feelings told him that he had a very real suspect.
Chapter 6
The fluid that had been poured over Carmella Chapman’s body had been confirmed as bleach. Reed had received a phone call from the Wymondham Forensic Department last night telling him so. Although the department was on the same site as the police station, it took a whole lot of red tape to get any information. There was a fence similar to that of a prison, complete with razor wire on top, which surrounded the building. This was to stop anybody breaking in and tampering with or removing any evidence. Reed thought that it should be enough of a deterrent being at the back of Norfolk’s biggest police station,
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