Evidence

"So." Tom stood in front of the notice board. "Sian is tracking those lads down. You've been up to the school and I've interviewed his team mates at the rugby club."

"Yeah." Lloyd paused as Lee walked into the room. "it's not getting us anywhere. It's all the same. Nice boy, bit of a shit when it came to girls. Not as clever as he thought he was."

"Elin said the same thing. Cocky little bugger but no harm." Tom replied. The atmosphere in the office tense as each officer became more frustrated at the lack of progress. A boy was dead. A family grieving but wherever the culprit was still walked around free.

"There's no saying that the killer is still in Aber." Lee stated unhelpfully. Tom nodded. "Delyth is going to chase forensics up. Said she's going to ring when the pathologist gives her something to go on."

"He was shot and dumped in the water. Not exactly going to have loads of evidence on him. The sea will have washed a lot away." Lloyd took his glasses off before putting them straight back on.

"He wasn't in the water long enough to disfigure completely. Mostly it's the gunshot that did the damage." Tom paused. He felt sick, the world seemed to spin for a moment before sitting down. He couldn't shake the feeling the he had missed something. He couldn't shake the feeling that Prosser was involved somehow. He glanced at his phone, worried that he hadn't heard from Mared or Elin for hours. He reasoned it was still school hours; so Elin would be in a lesson but Mared was another matter.

"Sir!" He looked up as Anwen walked in the room. The young PC looked worried.

"What is it?" Lloyd and Lee turned to face her.

"You alright chicken?" Lee asked as Anwen nodded.

"Just had a call from control. An ambulance has been sent to your cottage." Tom felt his heart sink. "I've tried ringing DI Rhys but she's not answering her phone." Anwen watched as Lee swore. He liked the dark haired detective. Mared was the only one who seemed to be able to stop their boss going off at the deep end.

"Lloyd, get hold of Sian. Lee, get Delyth back here. I'm going to see what the Hell is going on."

Xxxxxx

Sian walked through the offices of birth, deaths and marriages deep in thought. Her hunch had been right. The dead boy's friend was related to Brian Prosser. The son of his niece the boy seemed to have been as nasty as his great uncle. She stopped as Lloyd appeared in front of her.

"What you doing here? Lloyd?"

"Boss wants everyone back at the station."

"Why?" Sian approached him. "I'm heading back anyway."

"It's happening again. Prosser is pulling the strings."

Sian swore, marching past him as they headed towards the car park.

Xxxxxx

Mared closed the front door, shaken by the arrival of two paramedics. Both men had been fed up at the discovery they had been sent on a hoax call. After chatting to Mared and checking her over they left; relatively happy that the house didn't have a patient waiting for them. She took a deep breath, resting her hand on her swollen abdomen as the door opened again.

"Mared." Tom gasped as she frowned. He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Hey."

"Anwen, the ambulance. You weren't answering the phone."

Mared sighed, pressing her hand on his chest. She knew he worried about her. It wasn't something she was used to.

"I'm ok." She looked up at him, her eyes locking with his. She took his hand, resting it on her swollen abdomen. "The baby is ok. The ambulance was sent here by someone playing silly buggers." He kissed her forehead. "My phone is dead. It's on charge." She whispered. "I'm sorry."

"I thought." His voice cracked as he felt her lips on his stubble. "I thought I'd lost you."

"Never." She whispered as his lips caught hers.

Xxxx