Chapter Thirty31st December 1999, Aberdeen, Scotland
Police Sergeant Harry Houston sat at his desk, tapping his pencil on a blank jotter as he stared at the computer screen in front of him. He'd set the screen to show a countdown to the hour of midnight, when the world would celebrate the new millennium, the arrival of the year two thousand. Harry was quite happy to be at his desk that evening. He'd spent two days at Christmas with his parents at home in Ballater, and had enjoyed all the trappings of a typical family festive season. Now, as the New Year approached, he felt good to be back at his desk, doing what he did best.
Since leaving university armed with his degree in Forensics with Law, Harry had breezed through the training at the Scottish Police College at Tulliallan Castle in F
