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me.”
    He sounded surprised. “What do you mean?”
    “Take me through what you know about what we were doing before the accident.”
    “If it helps. We were paying Tyrone Montague a visit out at Canary Wharf. Montague had finally agreed to an interview. We had no expectation that he was about to admit anything but it’s no exaggeration to say we were disappointed by what we found. He had an answer to everything we put to him. He gave away nothing. Looking back, we shouldn’t have been surprised. His reputation as one of the most slippery customers in the City wasn’t earned for nothing.”
    “And that’s all that happened? We just walked away?”
    “Yes, that’s about it. We left with our tail between our legs.”
    “And that’s the last time you saw me?”
    “Yes. Next day you didn’t show in the office. Ten days later we heard you’d been pulled out of West India Quay.”

CHAPTER 27
    DI Stephen Ives sat up straight and took one of the cups of coffee from the tray brought in by DS Lesley.
    He welcomed these sessions with June away from the hustle and bustle of the main incident room. This was where he tested his ideas. He knew if he were off track, Lesley would be the one to let him know. “June, time to consider where we’re up to with Tom Markland. Is it worth interviewing him again?”
    She took her drink from the tray and sat opposite him. “Hard to say, sir. It’s not easy to place him as a suspect when we don’t have any evidence that Cathy Newsome has been killed. Or, in fact, if any of the girls have come to a violent end. Yet, he seems to know more about them than he should. And, again, the hospital did find narcotics in his blood.”
    “But that doesn’t seem to fit with how he presents himself as the upstanding, honest type of person he wants us to think he is. The drugs involvement still remains the most likely reason he ended up in the North Dock.”
    “My thoughts, exactly.”
    “So, maybe for that reason alone, we should spend more time looking in depth into how he might have got to know about the girls?”
    “Wouldn’t that distract from the work we need to do in finding Cathy?”
    “Time to get real, June. Unless she turns up, and that’s looking like a more remote possibility each day, the investigation is going nowhere other than being wound down. We may have nothing to lose.”
    “Then what do you suggest, sir?”
    “OK, just suppose that Markland knew those young women he’s been telling us about for real. And they’re more than a fantasy. Where and how might he have met them?”
    “You’re saying that the whole visions thing is some kind of defense to throw us off, should the evidence start to point towards him?”
    “Maybe. If he suspects that as soon as we start looking in detail we’ll find connections to him and the women, then, yes, perhaps that’s exactly what he is doing.”
    “And that’s why you want to spend more time on him?”
    Ives took another sip of coffee. “Call it a hunch. But let’s think again. If he knows the women for real, how might he have come to meet them?”
    “Well, they’re all about the same age - younger then he is by ten years. Could be he’s in some position of authority in his spare time. Like a volunteer or a youth club worker?”
    “Or he does some kind of charity work that brings him into contact with younger people.”
    “It would be no more than a few hours to check it out.”
    Ives was pleased he’d convinced her. That meant the idea must be worth pursuing, “Yes, the more I think about it, there’s more than enough here to make me feel we need to know a lot more about Tom Markland.”

CHAPTER 28
    Recalling the time we spent at the Grand Canyon didn’t mean that the dam broke. There was no sudden return of everything I’d known before. It was more like intermittent flashes of light, illuminating one train of memory for an instant, only to leave me again in darkness.
    Josh Healey, in our next session, told me