The MPC had cracked the lid. Now the real rot would have to breathe.
“Or,” Vance leaned in, “you were protecting a senior officer who didn’t want that witness looked at too closely. Who was your DI in 2009, DS Armstrong?”
“DCI Marsh,” Lisa whispered.
Silence.
The MPC had cracked the lid. Now the real rot would have to breathe.
“Or,” Vance leaned in, “you were protecting a senior officer who didn’t want that witness looked at too closely. Who was your DI in 2009, DS Armstrong?”
“DCI Marsh,” Lisa whispered.
Silence.