"Shaz find the bastards who stole our body." Gene ordered as he stormed past and into his own office, slamming the door behind him in a message - he wanted to be left alone. Alex however ignored this and walked straight in after him to share the information she'd found.
When the door clicked open again Gene turned in annoyance to find Alex shutting it behind her. She stood and faced him for a while, neither saying anything.
"Well come on then Bolls I'm guessing its not a social visit." He complained sitting down and pouring himself a drink.
"I stayed behind to talk to Catherine when you left, I saw something on the side. Graham Lyson had been asked to write a witness statement for the day of William's death. Turns out he was at Luigi's that night with some friends and William was there too." Alex explained.
"So Lyson was there the night his client was killed, but supposedly doesn't know said client and has never heard of him." Gene replied."Exactly. Which means he's covering up something." Alex pointed out."Looks like our bastard has some explaining to do."
Slamming the door behind them both Gene took a seat next to Alex, Graham Lyson sat on the opposite side of the desk.
"Where were you the night Jones died Lyson?" Gene asked.
"I was working late at the office that night." Was his smooth reply.
"Can anyone back that up?" Alex asked."A couple of colleagues were working too."
"So why, at the restaurant your wife Catherine works at was a witness statement on the side. And why when asked did Catherine say that you were at Luigi's around the same time as William Jones?" Alex asked and spotted Graham twiddling his fingers just beneath the desk.
"I was there for a little while. You know, a drink, taking a break from all the paperwork. As a debt collector D.I Drake I have a lot of paperwork and filing to deal with." He replied, seemingly confident in his answer.
"You're the manager of a debt collecting company and you don't deal with phone calls but handle the paperwork. Surely you and your workers are doing each others jobs Mr Lyson." Alex pointed out, getting her reply out quickly before Gene could start with the threats. Out of the corner of her eye she could see him lighting a cigarette and sitting back in his chair, leaving the work to his D.I.
"Look I'm not much of a people person D.I Drake. I prefer to take a back seat and do the paperwork, I enjoy it. My employee's don't care what work they are given, they just care that they are being paid enough." he replied.
"Where were you last night Graham?" Gene asked eventually, leaning forward and letting smoke drift over to their suspect.
"I was with a couple of friends at the Pub." he answered.
"And who can back you up on that?" Gene asked, tapping the cigarette on the side of the table.
"My friends. And my wife." he replied breezily.
"What Pub?" Alex asked, cottoning on to what Gene was suggesting.
"The Independent." Alex looked to Gene for a destination.
"Just on the edge of Soho." He explained without taking his eyes away from Graham who was still fiddling with his fingers."How long were you at the Pub for and where did you go afterwards?" Gene asked.
"We were there till around 10pm and then we went for a walk, just having a chat, spending time together."
"Did you happen to walk past Luigi's restaurant?" Gene persued.
"Erm, yeah as it happens we did. Around half ten we made it there."
"Oh half ten. Around the same time you all decided another innocent copper needs to be killed?"
"Mr Hunt I haven't killed a copper. I want a lawyer if you are going to accuse me of this shit."
"You haven't needed a lawyer so far I'm sure you can cope without one for the next ten minutes. You get a lawyer all you'll say is 'no comment' and with that you might as well be saying 'I'm guilty arrest me'. now answer me this…did you break into D.I Drake's flat last night in the hope she'd be at home and another murdered copper would be under your belt?" Gene asked.
"No. Me and my friends walked past Luigi's and continued walking."
"I don't think you did. I think, that you walked to Luigi's, broke into the flat, Drake wasn't home so you and your mates, needing another copper to kill went home and into the restaurant beneath your flat and saw the copper drinkin' alone and had him killed. Then this morning when you remembered how close you nearly got to being thrown in a prison cell last time took the body, pretending to be officers from this very department."
"Bollocks."
"Is that so, well I'm sure a night in one of our more uncomfortable cells will soon get you to rethink your sentence."
With that Gene stood up, grabbed Graham roughly by the arm, dragging him out of the interview room, Alex following. He almost threw Mr Lyson towards Viv at the desk."Cell number 12 I think Viv." Gene insisted and Viv took the keys from the side and continued to pull Graham through the double doors to the holding cell.
"He was lying." Alex pointed out as the officers headed back to CID.
"What makes you so certain?"
"He was fidgeting. Its scientifically proven that people fidget when they are lying, nervous or scared. Lyson knew we'd got him and that his lying wasn't helping him whatsoever. He knows we have the truth and knows he'll be in prison soon." Alex explained.
"So with him inside there'll be no more dead coppers."
"Don't be so sure. He was working with two other's Guv, they came to the flat. They could just as easily kill a copper without their ringleader."
"Not on my watch." With that Gene walked down the corridor, leaving Alex and headed straight past the doors to CID and further into the building. Alex contemplated as to whether or not she should bother following but decided against it and turned into the main office.