by Paul Finch
‘Heck, wait a minute!’ she said. ‘I want to talk to you.’
‘Correct me if I’m wrong, ma’am, but I’m on sick leave until next year.’
‘Of course you are.’
‘You’ve seen my doctor’s note? I’m not skiving, I’m not malingering — I am completely unfit for duty.’
‘So?’
‘So, if you want to talk to me, book your appointment for next January.’
‘Heck, don’t you dare …’
But he’d already left the department and was now out in the corridor, which was where he met Commander Laycock. The commander, looking cool and preened as ever, was clearly surprised to see him.
‘Afternoon, Sir,’ Heck said.
Laycock eyed him up and down. ‘Looks like there wasn’t a beating you didn’t take.’
‘All in a day’s work.’
‘And how’s your sister?’
‘She’s recovering. It’s mainly shock. Could’ve been a lot worse than it was. She wasn’t physically harmed.’
‘That’s a relief.’ Laycock sounded sincere. ‘Look Heck, I’m sorry you ended up going it alone on this.’
‘Shit happens.’
‘You heard that we’ve lost all the evidence from the assassin’s house?’
‘Yeah, well don’t worry. I’ll find something else.’
‘I think you’ve done enough for the time being. You can leave the rest to us.’
‘If only I could, Sir. The problem is there are a lot of men scattered around the UK who are probably thinking that, thanks to the secret dirtball we coppers currently have hiding in our midst, they’re home and dry. Well … they aren’t. And he isn’t either. And I already have strong suspicions about who he is. All I need to do now is prove it.’
‘Well done anyway,’ Laycock said with a bland smile, offering his hand.
Heck took it, and held on to it just a fraction of a second longer than was absolutely necessary. ‘You can trust me on that, Sir,’ he said intently. ‘As long as I’m in this job, someone else in this job is going to need to be looking over his shoulder. Every minute of every day, for the rest of his life.’
Laycock nodded, smiled again and walked away.
He didn’t look back.
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