Saturday was turning into a long day for Derek Ryan. It was four-thirty in the afternoon by the time he and DC Palumbo arrived at Mt Barker, where Tessa King was waiting for them in an interview room.
He’d opted to take Lina with him to interview Tessa King, hoping her presence would encourage Tessa to talk.
Tessa King looked like a frightened rabbit caught in a car’s headlights, thought Derek. Her soft blue eyes came up from the table as they entered the room and, then, immediately went back down to the table in front of her. She looked like she could use a decent feed and a good night’s sleep. Her lank blond hair fell lifelessly onto her shoulders, and even Derek, whose wife complained about his lack of observation skills when it came to the state of her hair, could tell she hadn’t vis
