Harry felt sick as he thought of Ruth in the same room as Peterson. He knew she was right - that he knew Adam and Ros, that facing off against officers who he had never seen before was more likely to get results. It was just every part of his being wanted Ruth and Catherine as far away from him as possible. He ran a hand over his face.
"No."
"Harry, we need information. He has to have more planned." He nodded as Ruth held his gaze.
"Agreed. The priority has to be finding this Jamie person. I want Alec and Dimitri in there talking to him. He knows you."
"I need to be there." She stated firmly. "Harry."
"Not in the same room. Look what happened to Ros." He glared. "To our Catherine. No Ruth. You listen in. You are not being in the same room as that man."
"Is that my husband or my section head talking?"
Harry sighed heavily. "Both." She turned on her heel heading back in to the building as he swore under his breath.
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"People do not just vanish." Will sighed as he looked over the pub car park. Erin smirked slightly. "I mean I know they appear to but there's always a trace."
"Not always." She sighed. "The man who murdered my fiancé. Rosie's dad. He vanished. Never found him." Her voice hardened. "It happens, Will."
He nodded. "Yeah but someone is helping them to do that. No one can vanish without somewhere to disappear to."
Erin nodded as Adam returned with their drinks. Zaf paced the car park as he spoke on the phone.
"Good point." Adam agreed. "He has to have had somewhere to go. Kanga films would have had to have a permit to have filmed on the West Bank back then. Someone issued that." He sipped his water. "I think I'm going to talk to an old friend of mine." He looked up as Zaf headed over to them.
"So? We taking to Saida?" Zaf shoved his phone away in his parka pocket as Adam nodded once. "Good, she's at the Israeli Embassy now."
Adam took another sip of water before getting to his feet. "Erin, go back to the Grid. See if Mrs Jobsworth gave us anything that might help." He followed Zaf across the car park as Will watched them go.
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Alec tapped his earpiece as he waited for Peterson to be brought to the Interview Room. Dimitri stood against the opposite wall deep in thought. They knew what the man was capable of. Ros' face was a mass of bruises - the fact he had been too quick for even Lucas to intervene suggested that the tumour was far from slowing him down. He looked over to the two way mirror knowing Beth and Ruth were there observing everything. He just hoped that this time they found out something that could be helpful.
"Dredging the bottom of the barrel now? The drunk and the cripple." Peterson laughed as Stan led him into the interview room. Dimitri remained impassive as Alec smirked. Stan pushed him into the chair with a little more force than was truly necessary.
"That's police brutality."
"He's not police." Dimitri stated. "Research not all that up to scratch."
Peterson glared at the two way mirror.
"She watching? The Ice Queen? Nah she'd be in here. It's her Ladyship. Catherine's mum."
Dimitri narrowed his eyes. It was clear the man in front of him didn't know as much as he thought.
"One question." Alec glared at him.
"When's the pub open?"
Alec held his gaze, forcing the other man to look away first.
"Your little minion. Jamie. Location. Now?"
"That's a statement."
"You don't have that much time to waste. I'd answer the question if I were you." Dimitri rested both hands on the table as Peterson sank back in the chair.