Chapter Nineteen
DC Paterson parked in front of 11 Devine Terrace, East Park, and they walked along a paved path that cut across an expanse of lawn up to the front door. DC Paterson pushed the doorbell.
The door was opened by a middle-aged man dressed in grey trousers and a navy blue polo sweater.
‘Mr Chester?’ said Carl.
‘Yes?’
‘Detective Inspector West, City Police,’ said Carl, holding out his ID. ‘This is my colleague, Detective Constable Paterson.’
Mr Chester stepped out onto the veranda. ‘An inspector for a stolen car. I’m impressed.’
Carl smiled. ‘We’re adding you to an existing investigation, Mr Chester. Someone seems to have taken a fancy to cars like yours.’
‘I thought the bloody thing was just about theft proof,’ said Mr Chester. ‘You have to have the remote on you to sta
