Walsh stabbed a finger on the hood of a car they stood next to. ‘Any ideas who took her out?’
Carl shrugged. ‘Difficult to say. We got done with her yesterday morning. I parked her on the side when we had too much traffic. Amy usually drives them to the back later. Tim wasn’t around yesterday, so it was tight.’
Bloody hell. Someone had lifted the car in broad daylight in a busy garage?
They needed something – a clue.
‘Don’t ye have cameras here?’
‘Sure do. Ask Tim.’
They did.
Callan shuffled his feet, waiting for Tim to roll the footage. The monitor flashed and showed Carl reversing the car out of the garage. The cameras out front caught him disappearing to the side, off the camera’s range.
Damn it!
Tim huffed. ‘That’s the way to the side. Carl’s making room for another car. We do
