Brian came into the office early in an attempt to catch up on the team's newest case before they arrived but it was clearly in vain as Sandra arrived not long later with a take away coffee and box in her hands.

"Ah Brian, morning."

"Morning Sandra, I didn't expect to see you in here this morning." Brian told her as he turned to face her having now hung his coat and scarf oh their hanger.

"Ditto." Sandra replied as she laid her drink and box on the coffee table and then walked off in the direction of her office.

"I thought I'd catch up on the case so that we could get straight into it at 9." Brian told her while he booted his laptop up.

"You didn't have to do that."

"What are you doing here? This is early even by your standards." Brian pointed out.

"I thought I'd do some further digging to see if I can find anything that might help us today. I only have one coffee but would you like some of my pastry?" Sandra asked returning from her office, having thrown her bag down and hung her new purple coat up.

"Ta." Came the northerner's reply as Sandra tore her breakfast in two with her perfectly manicured nails and passed one half to Brian. "Looks like a good case."

"It's interesting I'll grant it that."

"So was there a plan for today?" Brian called through to Sandra, who was in her office, after having read through the case files.

"We were going to speak to the wife, see if she knew anything."

"What makes you think she'll want to speak to us? From the transcripts of interviews at the time, she sounded very bitter."

"Well she'd just found out her husband had been cheating on her." Sandra reasoned. "And nothing at all makes me think she'll speak but maybe with time being a healer and all that she'll have come round."

"Fiver says she doesn't." Gerry called cheerily as he walked in having heard Sandra's last comment.

"You're on." Sandra smiled as she went to him and shook his hand. "Did you see grumpy on your travels?"

"Yeah, he was just trying to find a parking space."

"And that is why bikes are best." Brian replied unable to stop himself from laughing whenever bikes came out on top.

"Anyway Gerry, you're coming to speak to Nancy Front with me seeing as you're so convinced that she won't speak. Brian you and Jack can track down the daughters, a Karen Knight and a Sarah McAdam." Sandra ordered.

"I only just got in, I hadn't even got my coat off yet."

"I'm just saving you the trouble, you don't need to take it off if you're going back out."

"Fine." Gerry replied with exaggerated grumpiness.

"Nancy?" Sandra asked as she knocked on the door of a bungalow on the Essex/London border. Sandra and Gerry were facing a tall woman who could easily have been a former model.

"Yeah. Who are you?" The woman replied with a further question.

"I'm DSI Pullman and this is my colleague Gerry Standing." Sandra started as she pulled her badge out to show the other woman. "We'd like to talk to you about your former husband, Ronald." Nancy's expression was one of pure shock.

"I don't want anything to do with him, I have a new life now. I've been married 14 years and have another child."

"Yeah but surely you'd like to know what happened to the father of your other children, if only for your girls sake." Sandra reasoned.

"Yes, yes. Come in." Nancy gave in, she was a bit too flustered to claim it was normal shock.

"Gerry put your tongue back in." Sandra whispered as Nancy led them through to the living room.

"Feel free to sit down." Nancy told them as she motioned to the sofa. "Would either of you like a drink?"

"Not for me." Gerry answered.

"A glass of water thanks." Sandra added.

Nancy returned minutes later with a glass of water in one hand and a mug of something for herself.

"Could you tell me when you met Ronald, Mrs. Front?" Gerry asked.

"Yeah, I met Ronald by Tower Bridge in the summer of 58."

"And you married in 59?" Sandra asked, checking that her facts were right.

"Yeah, whirlwind romance."

"You can't have been old enough to get married." Gerry complimented the brunette woman sitting opposite him.

"Thanks." Nancy laughed. "I like him. I imagine you have to keep him on a pretty tight leash." Nancy said as she turned to Sandra.

"Tighter than you could imagine, anyway, what was your marriage like?"

"It was a great marriage at first but he took a big interest in the events of Eastern Europe and the USA. The American interest I got, he was American after all but he had no like to Eastern Europe of the former Soviet Union. It became an obsession for him, he ate, slept and breathed all things Cold War."

"Did he ever mention anyone threatening him or somebody being out to get him?" Sandra asked.

"No, but by then he was spending more time with his tart." Nancy replied bitterly, behind the bitterness there was something else, something that Sandra couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Okay, that'll be all for now. Thank you Mrs. Front, if you think of anything else that might be important then ring this number." Sandra told the woman as she passed her a card with her number on.

"I think that's a fiver that you owe me." Sandra laughed as she got into the car.

"Fine, here." Gerry replied as he put his seatbelt on and then reached into his pocket and took a five pound note out and thrust it in Sandra's face. "Anyway what did you think of Nancy?"

"She's hiding something, there was something about her. Something that I can't quite put my finger on."

"I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought that." Gerry agreed as they set off back to the office.