bit?â asked May. âIt doesnât lead anywhere.â
âOh, I probably needed a wee. It certainly wasnât for the view. Apart from the police launches there were only one or two private vessels moored along the reaches of the river. Maybe she was already on the shore, and he came in by boat and surprised her.â
âGod, Dan, I hope thereâs a simpler explanation than that.â May sighed. âI wish Arthur was here.â Working without his partner was like having his hands tied behind his back.
Above them, an ambulance had arrived. As its crew disembarked, one of the EMTs came to the railing and called out, âHow do we get down there?â
âYou have to go through the office building to your right,â May shouted back. The pair stood beside the tent waiting for the emergency team. They might have been extras on location, waiting for the director to go for a take.
âJohn, before they get here, can I ask you something?â said Banbury, concerned.
âIf itâs aboutââ
âYou know who itâs about. Is he coming back?â
âI donât see how he can.â May glanced down at the damp sand on his shoes. âIâve been summoned to a meeting with his doctor. I donât suppose he has any good news for me. I think heâs going to say that Arthurâs reached the end of the line.â
âWe wonât survive without him, John. The only reason why our strike rate is so highââ
âYou think they donât know that?â said May angrily. âThe performance targets come up in every Home Office assessment weâve ever had. They stood us in good stead while everything was running smoothly. You know how many officers would be covering a case like this if CoL had to handle it? They save a fortune by using us.â
Banbury didnât like suggesting the idea, but he felt somebody had to say it. âDonât take this the wrong way, John, but have you thought about finding a replacement for Mr Bryant?â
âThereâs no one who could take his place,â said May flatly.
âWhat about promoting Fraternity DuCaine? Heâs young, heâs smart, heâs got a lot of energy.â
âHe doesnât have enough experience, and he certainly doesnât have Arthurâs weird way of looking at things.â
âYouâre right, but youâre never going to find someone who has that. Maybe whatâs needed now is a fresh approach.â
âIt wouldnât be any good. Fraternityâs mainly a tech-head. Can we not talk about this right now?â
âItâs just that . . . thereâs a woman I worked with a few months ago,â said Banbury, shifting the last of his equipment. âSheâs a forensic specialist with a lot of unusual ideas, clever, geeky, a bit on the autism spectrum. She came to the CoL from Munich and is looking for a change. Her nameâs Steffi Vesta. Maybe you could trial her.â
âItâs out of the question,â said May. âCan you imagine what it would do to Arthur, knowing heâd been replaced? It would destroy him. This unit is all he has left to live for.â
Dan glanced back at the steps and lowered his voice. âYou donât have to tell him, John. You always said the case has to come first. This girl was chained to a rock and left to drown. Weâre going to need more help. What are you going to do, tell Raymond to turn it over to the CoL? Itâs our case; nobody else will be able to do a better job, even without Mr Bryant.â
âThis German woman,â said May. âWhatâs her specialization?â
âSheâs a lab rat but prefers being out on the street. Not a lateral thinker but very determined. Hell, sheâs so keen to get into an outsource unit that sheâs prepared to intern with us. What harm could it do?â
âNo, maybe later,â said May