CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
Georgie took up her phone, then replaced it on the table. Even without dialling, she knew Franklin wouldn’t pick up, or return her call. Frustrated that they couldn’t collaborate on this, she pondered how to find out what the police knew that would help her inquiries.
She retook her mobile and rang Matt Gunnerson.
‘Gee! It’s been a long time.’
‘Sorry, Matty. It flies by, doesn’t it?’
They spent a minute with chat and a promise to catch up properly soon, before Georgie said, ‘I confess. I’m wondering what you’ve heard about the Korweinguboora incident. What your police sources are saying that’s not out there yet.’
He was a g*n crime reporter, as well connected to the cops as he was to the crooks in and around Melbourne and beyond. He had to know more.
Her question
