Page 120 of Stolen Ones
‘Tea one sugar would be great.’
Jack nods and walks out.
Harte smiles and reaches for his phone.
Penn found himself at the beginning of what he’d already watched.
He pulled the cursor back to the start.
Harte walks in.
Looks around.
Takes a seat.
Looks at camera.
Jack enters.
‘Can I get you a drink?’
‘Tea one sugar would be great.’
Jack leaves.
Harte reaches for his phone.
Penn pulled the cursor back one more time.
Jack enters.
‘Can I get you a drink?’
‘Tea one sugar would be great.’
Jack leaves.
Penn reached for Harte’s phone and pressed the screen. The login page appeared as it had done a hundred times.
He typed in the words in lower case. Eleven characters.
teaonesugar
Alison was watching as the screen sprang into life.
‘Bloody hell, I’m in.’
Seventy-Three
‘Where the hell have you been, Inspector?’ Harte asked as she walked in the door, Bryant following her.
She ignored him.
‘For the purpose of the tape, Detective Inspector Stone has entered the room and will continue questioning the suspect.’
She nodded at Stacey who rose and left the room.
Harte didn’t even wait for the door to close.
