I suddenly got even more curious. “Did you guys ever find out who the foreigner was? Or what country the person was calling from?” I inquired.
“We tried to,” Theo said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “It was a payphone. We could only trace it to a small town in London—but that was all. That’s where our search turned cold. A dead end. We stopped there.”
“Who was the captain of his precinct?” I asked.
“Why? Do you want to meet him?” Theo’s voice sharpened. “We buried that conversation five years ago, Tobias. That’s why I didn’t want to tell you. Because I know you—you’ll never trust me or anyone to see a job through to the end. You’ll throw yourself in again. You think you can do more.” He leaned forward, his eyes dark and tired. “You can’t. You’ll only end up dead—like David.”
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