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"Beth ydw enw i?" Delyth whispered as she put the search criteria into the computer. She was tired and angry. Tired because being on Mathias' team and angry because somewhere a family were grieving the son they didn't know was dead yet. She shook her head, knowing there was a chance that the boy hadn't been reported missing. That the dog walker who had found him had been too quick- the boy wasn't even missing.

"Anything?" Sian asked as she walked in. The dark haired woman shook her head again.

"I've run a search in our database, going through the All Wales one and I've requested access to the National Crime Squad database. Going to run a PNC check too. Just in case." Delyth glared at the computer screen. "Someone, somewhere has to have noticed the boy is missing. Parents, Teachers, friends, probation officer. Someone. Anyone."

Sian nodded, sipping her tea.

"I agree. Mathias reckons he 's local. Was wearing a prefect badge from the local school and the Sixth form tie." She shrugged. "Could they help?"

"Yes" Delyth wanted to punch the air. It was a breakthrough. The quiet DS appraised the woman. "One way of finding our boy is to get to the headteacher tomorrow. See which of the lads in years 11-13 didn't turn up for registration. Would narrow it down."

"True." Sian smiled as the computer bleeped. "Or we could just see what that says.

Delyth rolled her eyes before turning back to the computer.

"Missing since 21:36 last night officially. Eighteen years old Zachary Morgans. Six foot two inches with mild acne. Blonde hair. Slim build. Last seen in Fletchers off-licence the day before." Delyth read out. "Walked towards the beach but not found until 7pm today. Why wasn't CID told?"

"Dunno." They looked up to see Lloyd and Mathias walk back into the office. The senior detective frowned.

"Del found this." Sian turned the computer screen so the men could see. Tom narrowed his eyes.

"Same school as Elin. Year above. She's in lower 6."

"Year 12." Delyth corrected. "Dosbarth 12."

"Whatever. The point is; he was missing for under 24 hours. And he's already turned 18. So, unless he was deemed vulnerable we wouldn't be informed." Lee stated as he walked in. "Only he was vulnerable."

"Apart from the fact he's a young lad who's now dead. We need to talk to the parents." Tom snapped. "Lloyd, get onto Rhodri. Tell him we need positive ID by first thing. Then take Delyth and Sian home."

"I am capable of getting myself home, Sir." Sian snapped. Tom raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." He nodded. "But there's safety in numbers and I've got a bad feeling on this one. If that is Zachary Morgan."

"Ok." Lloyd agreed. Sian regarded her boss coolly. "Look, it'll stop me worrying you'll get yourself shot again."

She rolled her eyes before returning to her work.

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Mared glanced at the clock, she hated maternity leave. She felt useless just waiting to go into labour. Her due date was over a week away and all she could do was worry about her partner. Tom had a habit of getting into trouble; especially if she wasn't around. She dreaded to think what the team were up to at almost 11pm. She glanced over to where her daughter had sat minutes earlier. The teenager now safely tucked up in bed was another worry. She was so proud of Elin she could burst but the girl needed her own life. To make her own way in the world. She didn't want her to stay in Aberystwyth to please her. There was a big world to be discovered. The phone rang, disturbing her. Grabbing it quickly she expected it to be Tom.

"Hello."

"Mared. Miss me?"

"Who is this?" Her blood ran cold. The deep voice that had haunted her nightmares was back. She knew exactly who was calling her.

"Is that any way to greet an old friend? An old colleague."

"How did you get this number?"

"I have my ways. As you know." He seemed to be enjoying her discomfort. She bit her lip. "Mared Rhys."

"What do you want?"

"Of course you'd ask that. I had what I wanted sixteen and a half years ago. It didn't take much to convince your mother what a tart you were. Still are."

"Don't call here again." She made to hang up when his voice continued. "I want you Mared. I want you and Tomos to pay."

The line went dead as the front door clicked open and closed. Tom rushed to her side as she shook silently.

"It's ok. What happened? Elin? Baby?"

She shook her head as she fell into his arms.

"It's happening again, Tom." She clung to him for dear life. "It's happening again. He's back." Tom held her tightly, knowing she was right. Prosser was back but this time he was ready.

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