Chapter Eleven“That was a complete waste of time.” Sergeant Andrews flung his jacket over the back of his chair. “I really thought we had our first lead.”
Earlier in the day, the desk sergeant had received a call from a member of the public saying that he had spotted a man resembling the suspect the police were looking for. The caller had gone on to say that the man in question was sitting in a café on Shields Road in Byker. As that was the same area the murder victim had been living at the time of her death, the police had taken the call seriously.
Andrews, together with Detective Constables Smithers and Jones, had hurried across town, hoping to apprehend the suspect. However, when they arrived, there was no one in the café even resembling the description of the man in the photograph. F
