Once Sandra had let what she'd been told sink in she again chose to speak, regaining her sense of strength.
"Okay, that's all well and good but considering we aren't going to hurt him, just tell me where he is!"
"Sorry I can't do that." Detective Jones told her.
"Sorry but why not?" Sandra asked in her strong tone.
"He didn't want anyone to contact him." With that Detective Jones walked out.
She stalked around the office, thinking of something, anything she could do.
"Sandra you're wearing a hole in the bloomin' hole in the carpet." Gerry told her, she turned to him and gave him her glare, the one reserved especially for him. "Sit down, I happen to like the carpet as it."
"He can't hate us that much that he doesn't want to see us. Why didn't he tell me?"
"That I can't answer Sandra, but Brian's gone out searching for information."
"I don't know what I can do. If they won't tell us what can we do?" He knew this was affecting her quite a lot, she wasn't usually the giving up type.
"I don't know. Tell you what, it's nearly home time; come back to mine and I'll make you dinner and we can have a drink." She took a while to decide before just simply nodding.
In the car back to Gerry's Sandra's phone rang.
"Hello?" Sandra asked the caller
"Yeah, it's me, Brian."
"Well I got that. Anyway what did you want?" Sandra asked slightly more grumpily than she'd intended.
"I think I've got it."
"You've found him?" Sandra asked getting more excited
"Not quite, but I think I know how to find him."
"Do I want to know how?"
"Nope."
"Well done Brian. Anyway I have to go. See you tomorrow."
"What was that?" Gerry asked her as he pulled up outside his flat.
"Brian thinks he's found him."
"Then what are we doing here?" Gerry asked.
"He's left the office, anyway I quite fancy that dinner and drink you told me about."
Quite a short chapter and I'm sorry about that, but I think I know where it's going again now. As I lost the plan before but I have a new train of thought. Anyway I hope you enjoyed it and feel free to review.
Beth xxx