“What is this all about? Why am I here?” George Hargreaves demanded, once they were at the police station. “Have I been arrested? If so, then I want to see a solicitor. I know my rights!”
“I think you know what this is about, Mr Hargreaves,” Alan replied, calmly. He had decided to question Hargreaves, while his sergeant had a word with James.
“I don"t know what you are talking about!”
“I"m talking about your wife"s missing necklace.” The chief inspector leaned across the table. “Where is it?”
“How do I know?” Hargreaves replied. “You know it was stolen. It"s probably been passed on to some fence or whatever it is you call them. It could be anywhere by now.”
Alan watched as Hargreaves took out a handkerchief and mopped his brow.
“I think you know, because I believe you stole it in the
