SIXTY-TWO
‘Hello, Celie Donald, can I help you?’ the Gazette reporter answered when her desk phone rang.
‘Yes, hello, it’s DC Babalola, Jessica Babalola, from Garside CID.’
‘Oh, hi, Jessica, how are you? But I don’t suppose you are calling just for a girlie chit-chat?’
‘No, pleasant as that might be, but I do have a story for you.’
‘Thought so, something juicy, I hope.’ Celie said, light-heartedly.
‘No, quite the opposite. There’s been another killing. Another murder. Same apparent MO as Amanda Morton although that is not officially confirmed but you can take it from me, off the record, that it is the same. But print that and you’ll never get another heads-up from us ever again.’ Jessica said firmly.
‘No Jessica, you have my word. I always protect my sources and if you tell me it’s
