BOOK THREE IN THE DETECTIVE
SOLOMON GRAY SERIES …
Jeff Carslake’s mobile rang. His spare, the pay-as-you-go, the one only a handful of people had the number to. He stared at the number, not recognising it. A landline. But it had to be somebody Carslake knew. He didn’t trust giving his details to just anyone.
“Hello?”
“Hello, yourself.”
“Who is this?” asked Carslake. The voice was familiar, the memory distant.
“You mean after all this time you’ve forgotten me? Now that’s just plain rude.”
The caller’s tone was playful, amused.
“It’s been a long day.”
“Well, we can make our acquaintance again soon, Chief Inspector Carslake, because I’ll be getting out.”
“Out?”
“From where you put me. This time you can’t stop it happening. The wheels of justice are in motion. Slowly, mind, so it’ll be a few months before we shake hands again. I just thought you’d like to know.”
A memory was stirring within Carslake. “Duncan?”
“The one and only Duncan Usher. I knew you wouldn’t let me down. Well, not again anyway.”
“You’re being released?”
“That’s what I said. I’ll be coming home. First person I’ll be having a word with is Solomon Gray. He’ll be very interested in what I have to say.”
“What about?” asked Carslake, though he already knew the answer.
“His lad, Tom, of course. I’ll be seeing you soon, Jeff. And it’s not going to be pretty. Count on it.”
Carslake cut the call. He threw the phone on his desk. He’d be getting rid of it, now it was compromised. Carslake was taken aback. Duncan Usher was getting out of prison, and he hadn’t had a clue. He and Usher agreed on one point.
It wasn’t going to be pretty.
What happens when DS Gray uncovers the ugly truth? Look out for book three in the Detective Solomon Gray series by Keith Nixon.