Commander John Coffin suspects foul play when two officers investigating a money laundering scheme are found dead and launches into his own investigation with the help of his worldly wife. Reprint. AB. "
mother. There used to be a lot of them. “Wherever you go, there’s a Waters”, Mother used to say. Not true now. Only Albert left.’ Coffin and Albert Waters had been joined by Superintendent Young who intended to keep a friendly but watchful presence on the scene. Around them in the long coach, the mobile incident room was busy setting itself up. Phones were already ringing on two desks (no one was answering them, Coffin noticed), while a young policewoman sat staring at a laptop computer. The
swollen … I’ve got bad faceache.’ It might be more than toothache and that was why she was taking two dresses. She had to opt for life. ‘It’s tension.’ Eden was sympathetic. ‘I get red blotches all over my face when I’m tense.’ But she was still worried about the bill. More tension than you know, Phoebe admitted inside her head as she held the dress against her. More than I’m going to admit to. Her mind made pictures; this tension comes in packets, personal packets named Phoebe Astley and a
university pathology lab. We got Professor Evans out of bed to look at it … He said it was human and recently dead, but it has been in the water over a week, possibly nearer two, and he wouldn’t say more. Couldn’t. But he has promised to work on it fast, to see if he can see any cause of death and any identification marks. There won’t be, of course: we should be so lucky.’ ‘You’re a cynic and a depressant,’ said Coffin, suddenly feeling amazingly cheerful. ‘I’ll see what’s going on with Jeavons
wishing his wife was at home so that he could tell her – soon after the meal was finished. Promotion had come very quickly; he knew he owed a lot to the chief commander, but he also knew he was a good officer. He didn’t have the older man’s imagination, and sometimes he thought the Big Man let the parameters of his imagination spread a mite too far. He was thinking that now. Coffin had not told Archie Young all his thoughts even though he trusted him. He never did tell anyone everything. He had
seeded the corn and must now await events. Later, on the day of her interview, while Phoebe prepared herself for it and then went through it and got a hint of her success; and while Coffin sat thinking of his own problem – all this while the fire burned in the rough ground beyond the old Atlas factory. When did it start? It must have started in the early afternoon because such fires burn slowly. The fire burned the mound of wood and leaves which a sexless figure put together, which he or she