Bradley had had enough of the confined space and stepped out.
‘Before you go.’ Abel closed the container doors then leaned against them. ‘Those cops here the other day… I heard everything.’
‘About that night at the restaurant?’
Abel nodded.
‘Trouble is I don’t remember seeing anyone around while he and I were talking. Susie came and had words with us but she’s dead, so she doesn’t count. The waiter was in and out of the door but never long enough to overhear anything.’
‘Think. Were you facing the back door or the dining area?’
‘Dining. But around the corner, near the toilets… oh, shit.’
How had he forgotten Melanie?
Bradley’s phone rang. It was the number he’d texted after speaking to Gary. ‘Hold that thought, Abel. I have to answer this.’
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Carla finished clearing the dining
