Page 78 of Three for a Girl

“Oi, lovebirds.” Josh snorted. “We gonna do some work or what?”

“I guess we can’t have a heart to heart when Kerion’s missing his.”

The DI stood up inside the office, and they hurried to their respective desks. He swung open the door, casting a lingering look at the screens at the front of the incident room.

One with Kerion and Ellen, and the other with missing people.

“Ally, Chad. I want you to concentrate on finding Kerion and Ellen’s killer or killers. Faye, Josh, find out more on these missing people.”

“Maybe by the end of this case, I’ll have a heart.” Ally whispered.

Chad looked at her. “That’s doubtful.”

“Come on. Kyle said in his statement a white van passed him when he drove to Ashgrove woods.” Ally said. “He’s gotta be our killer, right?”

“He picked up Kerion after he spoke to us at the station, killed him, and dumped him in the woods two days later.”

“We’re scrolling through the CCTV, and matching up number plates. It’s like a puzzle game, you like them.”

“I like them when I play against the right person.”

“Well, screw you, you’ve got me instead.”

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One number plate jumped out at them. The van was around the area when Kerion went missing, and the plate was picked up again five miles from Ashgrove woods the morning Kerion was discovered.

“It’s got to be that one, right?” Chad said.

“Let’s see who the van belongs to—”

“Bullseye.” Josh yelled. He stood up, and waved his hand for the DI to see in his office.

“What is it?” Ally asked, getting to her feet.

Chad followed, and they gathered around Josh’s desk. The DI came over, and they parted to allow him through.

“I’ve got her.”

Josh clicked, and a photo of a young woman filled the screen. She grinned ear to ear, her long brown hair covered the logo on her shirt, but Chad recognized the colors of Scottsdale’s football team. Her woolly hat covered her eyebrows, and a matching scarf coiled around her neck.

“Who is she?” The DI asked.

“I haven’t got an ID on her yet, but she followed Ellen under the username Dales4ever5. This is the most recent photograph on her page, and it’s from three years ago.”

The phone in the office blared to life.

The DI looked over to it, but didn’t move.

“You want me to get that?” Faye asked.

“That’ll be great.” He turned his attention back to Josh. “What are the rest of her pictures?”

“Scottsdale’s players, cat pictures, this is the only one of her.”

“Are there any comments?”

“The comments are set to off.”

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