Chapter Twenty-Five;
Carter
"We have the prints on the bags that match Bolt and the testament of his niece, that might enough to put him away."
Max frowned. "He's going to get away again."
"No, he's not. He's on the bail his wife posted, from what I can see it's from a second mortgage on the house, so he skips off on us he can count on her kicking his ass." Stuart glanced at Stevie. "Not that anyone would object to a smacking from her." He raised his eyebrows and Stevie shook her head.
"He's on the radar and it gives us time to follow up the allegations. This isn't it for him, and we're still on Brecht." Neil continued, ignoring Stuart.
"Wherever the hell he is." Will muttered, frowning like a slapped puppy. Millie put a hand on his arm and he gave a wry smile.
The team were standing around CID later that night, analysing the day's events. Earlier they'd been forced to let Bolt go home on bail, pending a court appearance at the end of the week. The man had looked necessarily smug as he'd walked off into the evening light, his wife promising they'd regret messing with them. Stuart had simply seen them off with a friendly wave and a cheery smile before turning back to the station with curses under his breath. Still, the drugs charges were solid and he didn't doubt that he would see Bolt again soon, especially if he had anything to do with it.
"Anymore on Brecht?" Max asked, looking to Stuart.
He nodded. "Uniform found the phone by the river, dumped in the mud. He's disappeared off the face of the planet and now we've lost our only trace." Will's head fell.
"We'll find him." Millie muttered, more to Will than to the rest of them.
Stuart glanced at her and grinned. "Your optimism brightens my day Millie." She grinned back, curling her legs up under her as she leant back in her chair, watching the DS' and DI standing before them. "You're sticking with us?"
"Until we put Bolt away for good." She nodded, ignoring the look Max was now giving her.
"Good, you did well today PC Brown." The DI looked back to the desk in front of him where a few pictures that had just been removed from the incident room sat. "Especially with the Roxons. If you could stick with them, until we exhaust their link with this mess."
"You think there's a link there beyond the drugs?" Stevie asked.
"Well, it was a lot, and packages that big don't come in single doses." Neil frowned at the picture of Samuel Bolt. "And wherever Samuel, or Bradley, or whatever he calls himself now, wherever he is, he knows more about this than any of us. We need to find this boy." The others nodded, silent. Neil closed the folder. "You did well today everyone, but we're not across the finish line yet. Finish up here soon but then we're back on bright and early tomorrow morning. We need to find Brecht before he gets to those girls – wherever they are."
*
"Alright, pub?" Stevie asked, flicking off the small reading light on her desk.
Stuart nodded and grabbed his coat off the back of his chair. "Absolutely." He glanced at the DI who was still in the main office, dwelling on the Brecht file with a furrowed brow. "Coming Guv? Max's shout."
Max frowned but said nothing. The DI waved them off. "I'll catch up." He returned to his office as Will flicked off his computer and grabbed his jacket.
He turned to Millie. "You coming?" She glanced up, clearly not expecting to be asked, then nodded slowly. He touched her arm with a smile then caught up with Stevie and Stuart who were talking loudly. Millie stood, shutting the folder before her, and grabbed her jacket. As she did something crumpled and she pulled it out. It was half a Kit Kat. Max glanced up at it then looked back at his work. Millie just grinned and drew the half-melted chocolate from the packet.
Assessing it then dropping the packet in the bin next to Max's desk, she stopped. "Are you coming sarge?" He nodded silently. "Okay." Swapping the chocolate in her hands, she sucked the melted chocolate off the inside of her thumb quickly. "See you there." With her tan jacket over one arm, she left. Max glanced behind him as she walked away then, pushing back his chair and grabbing his coat, he flicked off his light as well.
THE END
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Life On The Other Side: Natovnia
In Part 2 of Life On The Other Side, the team are surprised when they find that someone they thought was crooked turns out good. Using this new aid, they follow up Bolt's connections to a Croatian arms dealer with a creepy agenda…
'Natovnia' starts August 1st