15 TOM
Tom Reynolds poured himself another coffee. It had been a busy morning. He was reading over Debbie Hancock’s statement when there was a soft knock on the door.
“Come in,” he called, looking up as Janice Brewer peeped her head around the half open door.
“Hi Tom,” she said warmly. “Gabriel Thomas is in reception for you.”
“Thanks Janice, I’ll be through in a minute,” he replied, sipping his hot drink. “Did you manage to get an address for Mr. Flanders?”
“Yes Sarge,” Janice repliedefficiently. “He’s at an address a couple of miles from the hotel, quite an affluent area. I’ve got all the address details written down for you.”
Tom smiled, “Thanks Jan.”
“No prob Sarge,” she closed the door softly behind her.
Tom closed the bulging file and removed his spectacles. He drained the la
