Chapter 14Five minutes after Sam had left Inspector Ackhart's custody he was sitting at his desk, a fresh cup of black coffee steaming at his side. Wincing, he held an ice-cold towel to his eye, which seemed hell-bent on swelling even further. With his free hand, he knocked back two painkillers, swallowing them dry. His face throbbed and he gritted his teeth. Becker's actions had taken him by surprise – he'd been caught napping and it enraged him. In a pointless effort to take his mind from the throb of his swollen eye, he picked up the clear zip-tied bag which had Becker's mobile phone inside, noticing there was a message waiting to be read. His interest piqued, he navigated to the inbox, pushing at the buttons through the plastic. It was from a contact Becker had saved as 'AF', and the s
