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For the first time, I began to wonder how much of this was centred on Emma, not Kate. But that didn’t make sense either. She was a kid. And surely the killer would have shot her first? My thoughts swung back to my own huge problem.
‘I don’t like it that he’s watching me, waiting for her to turn up!’ I couldn’t sit still. I jumped up and started clearing the table, clattering dishes into the sink. All the while glancing out the window and hoping to God nobody was out there.
‘Look, I…’ Connor stopped and sighed again.
‘What? Tell me!’ I was wringing the tea towel so hard that I heard it rip.
‘I can’t raise the issue of an information leak with Swan. It’s this country cop thing. And the Bendigo guys look down their noses at me, too.’
‘Hey, you’re a better bloody detective than all th
