The next day Esther woke to a pillow with no head on. She rubbed her tired eyes and went to put the kettle on where she found her husband. Brian was wearing the same clothes as yesterday and obviously hadn't gone to bed at all. He was sitting on his laptop on a 'find your roots' website which was about tracing your ancestors. Pleased that he had got a new obsession Esther went over to see what had triggered this latest craze.
"Oh ancestry! I have always found that interesting, what has spurred this on?" She asked without mentioning last night's escapades or the fact Brian had been up 24 hours.
"No Esther, I'm not looking at my ancestors! I thought if I found Jane Shaw's family tree I might find a relative we could talk to!"
Esther looked weak and rolled her eyes "don't you think this is all a bit far-fetched? " She asked. "And I'm not sure about all this, you smuggling these documents out of the metropolitan police draws and going through them at your own leisure. I mean it's hardly a bit of light reading is it?! Anyway what makes you think you can solve all this on your own?" She finished.
Brian closed his eyes composing himself, he took a deep breath and said "Esther, I told you, the Met hasn't even noticed and they're not going to after all this time! I'm not solving this on my own, you are going to help me! There is nothing stopping a couple of civilians, who stumble across a case, able to solve it!"
"We didn't stumble across anything! YOU stole it!" Esther said with annoyance in her voice.
Brian didn't reply and Esther knew there was no point in arguing so she went to make breakfast.

Brian stayed on his laptop throughout breakfast and then persuaded Esther to drive to a cousin of Miss Shaw's that he had found on 'trace your roots'. Although Esther didn't approve of all this behaviour she knew that if she refused Brian would go on his own and get into all sorts of trouble. They arrived at a pretty semi-detached house in west London and went to knock on the door. Esther hung behind Brian embarrassed when the door opened.
The woman was about 30 with long blonde hair perfectly curled and had bright red lips.
"Good morning! Are you Emma Shaw?" Brain asked
"Oh urm, yeah I was, but now I'm married it's Emma Price. Can I help you?" The woman looked at the pair of them confused wondering who these two old strangers were asking for her.
"Yes, well maybe. You see we are looking into the death of Jane Shaw who I believe was your cousin? Could we ask you a few things?" Brian answered.
The woman looked concerned and confused and invited them in.

Her home wasn't huge but it was very neat and tidy. All the walls were magnolia and there were vases of flowers and scented candles all over the place. Both Esther and Brian wrinkled their nose up and sniffed, clearly not liking the smell.
"Are you police?" Emma Price asked.
Esther looked at Brian who answered "I use to be an officer but I am now retired, I look into these kind of cases for the family, you know trying to give an answer after all this time." Ester frowned at her husband but remained silent.
"What if the family don't want to know?" Emma snapped, "Look, I appreciate that you want to help but there isn't really any point so you should try and help someone who needs to know what happened to someone more than me, sorry." Emma Price told them bluntly and showed them out.

"Interesting." Brian said walking to the car.
"What is? Look Brian I think we should just leave this, the poor girl clearly doesn't want it all dragged up, especially by two OAP's!" Esther told him
"There is something going on, she is hiding something I am sure of it! Right, Esther lets go to the library."
The brief visit to this woman unsettled Esther even more, she knew that they were getting involved in something that they shouldn't. Despite her eager urge to drive her husband straight back home and try to forget about it all, she drove him to the London Library where Brian was a member.