Sant was actually thankful that Gilligan enjoyed the limelight. He suffered an aversion to any kind of publicity. Not that he was camera shy. For Sant, every slip of his name in a newspaper or flash of his face on the TV brought recognition not just for the good people of this world, but for the criminal fraternity too. What good was it fighting the war on crime if every murderer and drug dealer knew you from a mile off?
Three uniforms nodded as he entered the red-brick terrace for the second time in as many days, then directed him down the hallway to the cellar door. He thanked them before peering down at the movie-set beneath. No-one had bothered to fix the light because the cellar was now illuminated by floodlights fixed to every crook and cranny.
Forensic officers were busy with brus
