“Aye, inspector, do that. Just one thing though, which ye've probably already worked out.”
“Yes.”
The lack of blood evidence tells me she wasn't killed here. Opening the chest like that would have resulted in massive blood loss. Where is it? Not here for sure. This is a body dump, Inspector Ross. I guarantee it.”
“Yes, I thought so,” Ross nodded.
“Come on, let's leave the Doc and the SOCOs to finish up here, and we'll try to find the owners of those cars out there. Someone might have seen something significant without realising it.”
The three of them were glad to get out of the enclosure containing the body. Back at the car park, P.C. Bevan pointed to the far side of the enclosed area, to where D.C. Gable was seated on a wooden bench with a woman, who from a distance, Ross assumed to
