56 7th November
Stress levels had been building steadily at Mildenheath CID. By now, the whole team was aware of what was at stake. Up until now they’d been able to operate more or less as an autonomous CID department with the Chief Constable leaving them to their own devices as long as they got results. Now, though, they had less than forty-eight hours before they knew the Ripper would strike again and they’d be faced with closure, mergers and redundancies.
For Wendy, it was all about little pleasures. She’d had enough stress to deal with in recent months and years, what with her first serial murder case resulting in the killer being found a little too close to home, her partner being murdered and then the trauma of the miscarriage she’d suffered. Work had been a saving grace for her, a
