Call connected at 10:10.
‘Gabe, what’s up?’
‘Hi, Juliet. Sorry to ring you at home.’
‘What’s wrong?’
‘There’s been a fire up at the Dunlow Estate. Half the manor was destroyed.’
‘Shit.’
‘I talked to Dunlow and he thinks someone was lurking around last night, and that the fire was started by a cigarette thrown in through the window. The firefighter I spoke to wasn’t so sure, but it needs to be followed up. There was also a threatening note put through the door.’
‘Any idea who sent it?’
‘Jordan has to be in the frame. I’ve checked, and the handwriting doesn’t match Karl’s.’
‘Okay, so we need to talk to Jordan. I can be back in about an hour.’
‘You don’t need to come back for that.’
‘I’m coming. I’ll text you the details of my train and you can pick me up from the station.’