Explained

"So." Steve secured the seat belt as Sasha started the car engine. "You said you were going to explain."

"Sandra had been getting death threats and she didn't tell us. I think I know where they were coming from."

"Aye. Clarky told us about death threats. Didn't say owt else though. So, someone really set out to kill Sandra. Not idle threats."

Sasha narrowed her eyes as she drove.

"Forensics say her breaks were cut. That she had no way of stopping the car." Sasha couldn't help but let the anger slip into her voice. "The Lorry driver was just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"So that's murder. Do we even have a name for that poor bloke?" Steve asked.

"Yeah. Emily came by." She paused. "Geoffrey Jones, aged 51. Divorced with two kids - Jenna and Alison. Two grandsons Liam and Nathan. Had been driving for that company for years. Since he left the army. Served in the Falklands and Northern Ireland."

"And he gets killed like this." Steve sighed. "Where are we going?"

"To see the man that did this. Jim Stevens. The man is a mechanic and he hates Sandra."

"Motive and knowledge." Steve glared. "All we need now is evidence."

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Gerry paced the floor of the waiting room as Jack watched him. Sandra had been in theatre for over an hour and he couldn't help but worry.

"Someone actually wanted to do this. I know there are some sick individuals in the world but actually plotting to kill someone and not caring who they take with them?" Gerry paused. "That Lorry driver. His family must be wondering what the Hell he had done to deserve this."

"Nothing." Jack spoke calmly. "Nothing at all. Neither did Sandra. The person who did this was sick."

"I know that." He sat down. "Bloody Hell. She's been through so much. It's not fair."

"Gerry." Jack looked at his friend. "None of this is fair. Life is not fair. What is going on with you and Sandra?"

"Eh?"

"You know what I mean. The pair of you have always been close. But now it's as if you are closer than ever. Is there something going on with you?"

"Like what?"

"Don't act the innocent. You know what I mean. Christmas said it all. We all saw you kiss her."

"That was Hollie wiv the mistletoe." Gerry waved his hand.

"Yeah. And I got caught under it with Esther. A peck on the cheek was acceptable as friends but you two? No it was more than that. I've seen how protective you are. When she had cancer. When she was sick."

"She's my mate."

"Would you snog Brian like that?

"Don't be so disgusting." Gerry pulled a face. Jack smirked. "And stop interrogating me."

"Answer me this. Do you love Sandra Pullman?"

Gerry looked at his friend. Opening then closing his mouth he had no idea what to say.

"Answer the question."

"Yeah. Yeah course I do."

"Does she know?"

"Dunno." He shrugged his shoulders. Jack smiled.

"Then I suggest you tell her."

Gerry looked horrified at the idea. Before he could answer the door to the relatives room opened.

"Sandra Pullman's family?" The young doctor asked. Jack nodded as Gerry held his breath. For a moment he wondered if he would ever get to take Jack's advice.

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