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Wendy’s head was pounding more than it usually did. Probably just a tension headache, she told herself. Having to spend an extra hour or two each evening writing a report for Malcolm Pope probably didn’t help. Sleep was hard to come by during an investigation as it was, and the extra stress she and the rest of the team were being put under wasn’t going any way to making things better.
She’d always assumed that things might be better under a different DCI. Not that she ever wanted Culverhouse gone, but she had often wondered what would change if someone else were in charge. She quickly realised that, as with most things, neither extreme was the answer and the best way forward lay somewhere in the middle. Culverhouse’s bull-in-a-china-shop approach was far from ideal and had its own dra
