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Finding My Prince Charming (Finding My Prince Charming #1) So Yesterday

Sensing the wolf closing in on her, she put on a burst of speed—racing into a clearing, where she spun to face him with a growl. Skidding to a halt in front of her, he bared his teeth. She snapped hers. And . . . he wagged his tail. That’s it.

Erika sat at the back of the room and her blood ran cold. Her mind began to race, thinking through the times she’d been to Isaac’s house. Could it be true?‘Now, as always,’ continued Marsh, ‘a person is innocent until proven guilty, and there is added sensitivity in this case in that Dr Strong is one of our own, a fine forensic pathologist with an unblemished record. But the evidence against him has stacked up quite alarmingly, and so City Police had no choice but to arrest him for the murder of Stephen Linley. Isaac Strong is also now being looked at as a suspect for the murders of Gregory Munro and Jack Hart.’

Blood Reunion (Blood Destiny #10)

‘So where does that leave us, the team?’ asked Erika.Marsh paused. ‘As you all know, we need to maintain transparency. You have all done fine work on this case, and thank you to every one of you. DCI Foster, you have also been working alongside Dr Strong, and we must now look into his reports and see if he could have influenced the investigation. Dr Strong also phoned you from the crime scene, before he alerted the police…’All eyes in the incident room turned to Erika.

Blood Red

‘I know Isaac – Dr Strong – socially,’ said Erika. ‘He’d just walked in on his boyfriend who had been murdered.’‘I’m not accusing you of anything, Erika. But he crossed a line when he called you. We can’t have the SIO of a murder case receiving phone calls from the murder suspect at the scene of the crime. One of our former colleagues, DCI Sparks, attended the murder scene last night, and this coupled with the fact he now heads an experienced Murder Investigation Team means he will be taking over this case as SIO.’

Several officers in the incident room turned to look at Erika, and she tried to remain composed.

Marsh carried on speaking. ‘I’m here to thank you all for your hard work, but I will need you to conduct a handover this morning as quickly as possible. DCI Sparks may retain some of you to join his team.’Marsh and Sparks watched from the control room, as the crowds in the concourse swelled even more. It had become difficult to keep Crane in their sights on the close-up CCTV screen, so they were now using a long shot from across the concourse, which had been blown up to a huge size on the centre screen in the control room.

‘Crane, you okay? You need to stick to your spot. Dig your heels in,’ said Sparks into his radio. They could see from the long shot that the surging crowds were jostling him.‘Yes, sir,’ he murmured. He sounded panicky.

Two Ravens and One Crow (The Iron Druid Chronicles #4.5)

Marsh looked across the screens and spoke into his radio. ‘We’re still on you, Crane. You’ve got six plain-clothes officers stationed around, who can be with you in seconds. You’ve also got two armed transport police officers in the walkway behind you. Just stay calm… She’s a woman, she’s decided to be fashionably late,’ he added, trying to ease the tension.‘She’s not fucking showing up,’ said Sparks. ‘We should be concentrating on Isaac Strong, not pissing away resources on some blind date.’ Marsh shot him a look. ‘Sir,’ he added.

Just then, on the large screen, the crowds around Crane shifted and a group of women approaching Crane were shoved forward. One fell, hitting the concourse floor, causing the crowd around her to bump and surge. Crane was pushed and the flowers he was holding were knocked from his grasp.‘What’s going on here?’ said Marsh. ‘Crane, talk to me?’

‘Hang on, sir,’ said Crane, as he was jostled along.‘Look. It’s a fight, a bloody fight,’ said Sparks, pointing to the CCTV monitor, showing the escalator behind the clock. A group of young lads in baseball caps came into view, shouting and jeering and parting the crowd of commuters like the Red Sea. Two of the boys, one dark and one blond, were fighting, and they went down on the floor. The dark-haired boy landed a punch to the blond one, and his face was quickly a mess of blood. The crowd surged away in all directions and the British Transport Police waded in, clasping their guns, which caused even more screams and commotion.

Crane had managed to get himself into the doorway of a Marks & Spencer convenience store, and watched as his meeting place under the clock was overrun with police, as they restored order. The two boys were put in handcuffs and the police began the laborious task of booking them.‘Fucking hell!’ shouted Marsh into his radio. ‘Get them to bloody well move, this is screwing up our meeting place.’

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