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Caroline pulled into the entry road for the police station and noticed a woman standing in front of the gate, blocking her entry. Seeing the steely look in the woman’s eye and knowing she wasn’t about to move, Caroline turned the car engine off and stepped out onto the path. As she did so, a Ford Focus crawled along Station Road behind her.
‘Excuse me, this area needs to be kept clear. It’s an entry and exit point for emergency police vehicles.’
The woman smiled and held out her hand. ‘Leah MacGregor. Rutland and Stamford Mercury. I was hoping you might have a couple of minutes to answer some questions.’
‘Were you?’ Caroline asked, realising this was the reporter who’d called her the other day. She looked at her outstretched hand and left her hanging. ‘Well I’m afraid you’ll have to
