Ghosts, Maarten thinks, walking back. Jenny Brennan had spoken of ghosts. He can’t take that to the station. He can’t take that anywhere. He had texted Klaas: Following your advice. If they lock me up hold yourself responsible.
The team are out viewing CCTV and touring small second-hand phone shops.
Time presses like a falling brick. He still doesn’t know what to believe about Jenny Brennan, but she is at the heart of this. Without further headway, Becky will be lost. He thinks of looking Nic in the face if that happened. He has promised her.
Brennan had stood like an island in the hallway, as he had nodded a goodbye. Despite the close walls of the cottage, she had been swamped by space. And the baby.
There is something she isn’t saying. She had agreed to walk in the park with him. Covering her steps once more – she had found both phones. She is tied in.
Almost at the station, he catches sight of Imogen climbing out of a car, her phone at her ear, and waves. She waves back, and Seb drives off.
Imogen strides over to him, still talking on the phone. ‘We’re on our way in now.’ She looks at him. ‘They’ve got Leigh’s phone working. They’ve found only one number on there.’