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Gavin Tanner cut a steely figure as Caroline and Dexter sat opposite him in the interview room. In that moment, she could see where Amie had learnt her arrogance. They made quite the team. Always had, it seemed.
It was usually the case that bolshie suspects were reined in by their solicitors, if the solicitor wasn’t the bolshie one to begin with. In this case, though, Gavin Tanner’s brief looked like a man who’d just had his pants pulled down in front of the class.
‘Okay, are you happy to get started?’ Caroline asked them as a matter of courtesy, before initiating the recording.
‘Gavin, can you talk us through your movements on the night Martin Forbes died, please?’
Gavin looked up at the ceiling and sighed, his arms crossed over his chest. ‘We’ve been through this. Many times.’
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