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.Arrangements were there for her to disappear quickly, if needed.‘What problem?’She sucked briefly on the cigarette.‘I … I had a laptop and a carry case taken.By an engineer who thought they were not wanted.’‘You mean stolen?’‘No – I don’t think so.It was just a mistake by him.’‘Information was on this laptop?’She closed her eyes.‘Yes.’‘How much information?’‘Enough.’‘The main files?’He meant details of his bank accounts.Places where money passed to and fro.‘I’m trying to get it back.But the engineer, he sold it to someone else.’‘Do you know who?’‘I think so.Liam is out now, at the address.I should have it back soon.’‘Liam.’‘Yes.’‘You trust him?’‘Yes.He would never say anything.’‘Everyone will say anything.It’s just a question of cost – financial or physical.’‘He … he couldn’t afford to.He has dealt with people for me.’He stayed quiet.‘You are angry,’ Nina stated softly, disappointed to hear the wobble in her voice.‘I do not know, yet.What else do you need to tell me?’‘The laptop was sold to one person, but I think the carry case was sold to someone different.You were somewhere recently without any internet connection, remember? You asked me to fax those profiles to you.So I printed them off.They were inside the carry case and I think the police now have them.’‘Profiles for the last four? You were meant to shred them, immediately.’‘I know.I didn’t.I don’t know why.’ She stared down into her ashtray.He would be processing the fact that the profiles included the one of the girl who’d shown up on the Israeli border.She wished she could ask what he had got them into.‘The profiles cannot be traced to me.To us.’‘Why did the police visit you?’Nina thought about Eamon.The idiot wasn’t meant to have recorded her details.That’s why she paid him in cash.‘The address of my business was among some material the police found.The policeman was asking if the engineer had sold a laptop to me.So they can’t have mine.If they had mine, why send two low-rank officers? And one of them a woman.’‘We do not know that.Who were these officers?’‘Youngsters.They were not experts.’‘You saw them where?’‘In the office.Not in the house.’‘At your desk?’‘Yes.’‘Let me watch the conversation.I will ring you back.’ The call was cut.Iona was passing the run-down Multiplex cinema on the A57, when her mobile’s screen lit up.Stuart Edwards, back at Orion House.She put the call on loudspeaker and spoke at the windscreen.‘Hi, there.What’s up?’‘You driving?’‘I am.Heading to Salford, why?’‘Your student angle just paid out.’She veered into the slow lane.‘How do you mean?’‘The body of another female student has just been found.’She glanced quickly at Martin, eyes wide.‘Where?’‘Her bedroom.A house in Moss Side.’‘Any sign of a laptop?’‘Not sure as yet.Word of this reached us, literally, minutes ago.’Iona accelerated back into the outside lane.The road she was on led directly into the city centre.To her side, the sun was just a red smear above the horizon, its rays glinting on the fuselage of a plane as it made its final descent to Manchester airport.‘How did she die?’‘Suspiciously.That’s all we’ve got at the moment.’‘What’s the address? We’re on our way.’Nina felt her shoulders flinch.She pushed the end of her cigarette into the ashtray, took a quick breath and picked up the phone as it rang again.‘It’s me.’‘I think you are right.They had no idea.Their superiors might, but I think not.’Relief caused Nina’s head to fall forward.‘I agree.It is nearly dark here.Liam will get the laptop back.’‘The profiles.These are a problem.’‘Yes.’‘Why didn’t you destroy them?’She wished he’d shout when he was angry.This whisper.It terrified her.‘I’m sorry.’‘We must go ahead with the two you have.I have buyers waiting.But not before one other thing.’His voice had that hitch in it.She knew something bad was coming.‘Yes?’‘The female detective who visited you.’‘Yes?’‘She is perfect.’‘Perfect?’ Please, she thought, don’t say it.‘The girl you lost at that motorway bridge.This female officer is the same.Black hair, petite, skin like coffee.Are her eyes green?’‘I … yes, they were.’‘Do you think she weighs any more than the other one?’‘No.Maybe a little more.’‘The other one was a little thin for what my buyer wanted.What was the policewoman’s name?’‘Khan.Something Khan [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Arrangements were there for her to disappear quickly, if needed.‘What problem?’She sucked briefly on the cigarette.‘I … I had a laptop and a carry case taken.By an engineer who thought they were not wanted.’‘You mean stolen?’‘No – I don’t think so.It was just a mistake by him.’‘Information was on this laptop?’She closed her eyes.‘Yes.’‘How much information?’‘Enough.’‘The main files?’He meant details of his bank accounts.Places where money passed to and fro.‘I’m trying to get it back.But the engineer, he sold it to someone else.’‘Do you know who?’‘I think so.Liam is out now, at the address.I should have it back soon.’‘Liam.’‘Yes.’‘You trust him?’‘Yes.He would never say anything.’‘Everyone will say anything.It’s just a question of cost – financial or physical.’‘He … he couldn’t afford to.He has dealt with people for me.’He stayed quiet.‘You are angry,’ Nina stated softly, disappointed to hear the wobble in her voice.‘I do not know, yet.What else do you need to tell me?’‘The laptop was sold to one person, but I think the carry case was sold to someone different.You were somewhere recently without any internet connection, remember? You asked me to fax those profiles to you.So I printed them off.They were inside the carry case and I think the police now have them.’‘Profiles for the last four? You were meant to shred them, immediately.’‘I know.I didn’t.I don’t know why.’ She stared down into her ashtray.He would be processing the fact that the profiles included the one of the girl who’d shown up on the Israeli border.She wished she could ask what he had got them into.‘The profiles cannot be traced to me.To us.’‘Why did the police visit you?’Nina thought about Eamon.The idiot wasn’t meant to have recorded her details.That’s why she paid him in cash.‘The address of my business was among some material the police found.The policeman was asking if the engineer had sold a laptop to me.So they can’t have mine.If they had mine, why send two low-rank officers? And one of them a woman.’‘We do not know that.Who were these officers?’‘Youngsters.They were not experts.’‘You saw them where?’‘In the office.Not in the house.’‘At your desk?’‘Yes.’‘Let me watch the conversation.I will ring you back.’ The call was cut.Iona was passing the run-down Multiplex cinema on the A57, when her mobile’s screen lit up.Stuart Edwards, back at Orion House.She put the call on loudspeaker and spoke at the windscreen.‘Hi, there.What’s up?’‘You driving?’‘I am.Heading to Salford, why?’‘Your student angle just paid out.’She veered into the slow lane.‘How do you mean?’‘The body of another female student has just been found.’She glanced quickly at Martin, eyes wide.‘Where?’‘Her bedroom.A house in Moss Side.’‘Any sign of a laptop?’‘Not sure as yet.Word of this reached us, literally, minutes ago.’Iona accelerated back into the outside lane.The road she was on led directly into the city centre.To her side, the sun was just a red smear above the horizon, its rays glinting on the fuselage of a plane as it made its final descent to Manchester airport.‘How did she die?’‘Suspiciously.That’s all we’ve got at the moment.’‘What’s the address? We’re on our way.’Nina felt her shoulders flinch.She pushed the end of her cigarette into the ashtray, took a quick breath and picked up the phone as it rang again.‘It’s me.’‘I think you are right.They had no idea.Their superiors might, but I think not.’Relief caused Nina’s head to fall forward.‘I agree.It is nearly dark here.Liam will get the laptop back.’‘The profiles.These are a problem.’‘Yes.’‘Why didn’t you destroy them?’She wished he’d shout when he was angry.This whisper.It terrified her.‘I’m sorry.’‘We must go ahead with the two you have.I have buyers waiting.But not before one other thing.’His voice had that hitch in it.She knew something bad was coming.‘Yes?’‘The female detective who visited you.’‘Yes?’‘She is perfect.’‘Perfect?’ Please, she thought, don’t say it.‘The girl you lost at that motorway bridge.This female officer is the same.Black hair, petite, skin like coffee.Are her eyes green?’‘I … yes, they were.’‘Do you think she weighs any more than the other one?’‘No.Maybe a little more.’‘The other one was a little thin for what my buyer wanted.What was the policewoman’s name?’‘Khan.Something Khan [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]