Page 140 of Silent Scream
Kim touched her arm lightly and headed for the door.
The ambulance was just pulling awayas a second squad car pulled up.
Kim walked across the road, back to the girls’ home. There was a gaping hole, like a missing tooth where the paramedics had crashed through the fence.
‘Guys, in the office at the end of the hallway there’s a cabinet near to the door. On the back of it is a denture. Get it bagged and logged and up to the lab.’
They nodded and headed into the building.
Suddenly the place was silent again. There was nothing to indicate what had just happened. No marker to display that this was where she had very nearly lost her life.
And the reason she hadn't was because of an emergency aid pendant. A simple tool that helped Lucy get through everyday life had been her saviour.
Kim stopped dead as she realised what she'd been missing. A sickness overwhelmed her as every last piece of the puzzle fell into place.
‘Oh, Jesus ...’ she whispered into the darkness.
‘Got the denture, Marm,’ one of the PCs said as they came around the side of the building.
She realised there was more work to do and there was only one person who could help.
‘Constable, would you please be good enough to pass me your phone?’
Seventy-Four
As the bikepurred to a stop on the gravel patch, Kim felt more like herself. She’d showered, changed and polished the Triumph. It sat in her garage, gleaming like a museum piece.
There had been no point trying to close her eyes. Every cell of her being had willed the blackness from the sky so she could get back to the site and finish this case.
She spotted Cerys at the bottom of the field just outside the opening that had been smashed through by the paramedics a few hours earlier.
The sun wasn't up yet but it was on its way.
‘So, you weren't lying when you called me last night. It really is just the two of us?’ Cerys asked.
‘Yep,’ Kim answered. She was about to take action that could very easily cost her dearly. Woody's words rang in her ears. She would not take her team down with her.
‘I saw Dan as I was leaving the hotel. He's sent you a report but he confirmed that the denture you found definitely belonged to Louise Dunston.’
Kim nodded her understanding.
Cerys began pressing buttons on the machine and logging figures into a small notebook.
‘Okay, it’s ready now. Just how sure are you that we're going to find something?’
Kim took a breath, closed her eyes and analysed her gut. ‘More sure than I'd like to be.’
‘You realise that anything we find will never stand up in court?’
Kim nodded. If she was right, it would never get to court.
Kim stepped forward and held out her hands. ‘Give it to me and tell me what to do. I think I've caused you enough trouble this week.’
‘I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself,’ Cerys snapped. ‘And no offence, but this is an expensive piece of equipment that I will not entrust to you.’
Kim sighed with frustration. ‘Cerys, will you just ...’
‘Shut up, Kim. Give me the backpack first.’
