CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
The detective sergeant strode into the room wearing a different pants suit to yesterday’s; already slightly crumpled. Her eyes had a wired-by-too-much-coffee look.
‘Well, 5.00am is an unusually early start but you’re all here, so let’s go.’ Jules Manthorp nodded at Bernie and Vikki. She lifted a hand in collective greeting to her CIU team from Lilydale and the Daylesford crew.
Sam was suspicious – surely they would be kicked out before the real briefing commenced.
‘Did anyone get decent sleep last night?’
A handful of personnel, including a pair of police IT experts, continued with their specific tasks without answering. The rest shook heads or mumbled no. Sam spotted Kat choke back a yawn.
‘It’s bloody hard when the clock’s ticking on three lost kiddies, isn’t i
