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Karen switched off her mobile, and threw it on to the sofa in frustration. She had just spent the best part of an hour on the phone to the local police station, and the officer on duty who took her call, reminded her of the Keystone Cops silent films they used to show on television during the holidays.
In her mind she had an image of uniformed men running around the station like headless chickens, tripping over each other, and crashing into walls and furniture.
Karen fully understood his rationalisation that Dan was a grown man, and had only been missing for 24 hours, but what she could not forgive was his overall condescending tone. He even managed to make the word “madam” sound as if he were humouring a child.
Karen’s account of why they were in the village, and the fact that she
