and could mean a jail sentence.
Of course, the threat posed by an ASBO might also mean that people would go to greater lengths to conceal offences.
Cooper thought about Lucas Oxley. He seemed like a man genuinely passionate about keeping his family in line, but also obsessive about preserving their privacy. What lengths would Lucas go to if he thought one of his family had stepped over that line?
Also in the heap of paper on his desk, Cooper found copies of the conviction records for the Oxleys and began to thumb through them. He saw that three years previously, Scott Oxley had been convicted of criminal damage, and given probation. No surprise there. But he had been charged jointly with Craig Alan Oxley, aged sixteen.
‘Who’s Craig?’ said Cooper.
Then there was another conviction. Two years ago, for taking a vehicle without the owner’s consent, Scott had been sentenced to fifty hours community service. He was charged jointly with Craig Alan Oxley, aged seventeen.
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‘Craig? There isn’t a Craig.’
Cooper scanned the rest of the records. He wondered if that was how most of the Oxleys spent their time - doing community service instead of working for a living.
‘But the point is, who’s Craig?’
Was he a middle brother? A cousin? Cooper searched for a separate record for Craig Alan Oxley. His address was given as 5 Waterloo Terrace, Withens. That was Fran Oxley’s house.
If only the Oxleys were on the electoral roll, it would help a lot. But the Oxleys probably believed that if they were on the electoral roll, all sorts of people would come looking for them, to make them pay Council Tax and income tax.
And Fran’s husband - what was his name? Barry Cully, that was it. But he wasn’t her husband. Fran had told him that Barry was an electrician and was away working in Saudi Arabia at the moment. So Craig could be living at Fran’s house.
But then Cooper turned to the last page of Craig Oxley’s court records. No, he wasn’t living in Fran’s house. He was in Lancashire. For his last offence he had been sent to the Young Offenders’ Institution at Hindley.
Cooper thought about trying to obtain school records for the Oxleys. Of course, he wasn’t even certain that they were all Lucas’s children. But one thing he felt sure of - for the Oxley boys, school would mean social isolation. Only at home in Withens were they among their own kind.
DI Kitchens put his head round the door of the CID room and called Cooper away from his reports. Cooper had already stopped humming after reading about the ASBO and Craig Oxley. But this wasn’t a good sign, either.
‘We’ve pulled in one of Neil Granger’s associates, by the name of David Senior,’ said Kitchens. ‘He seems to have the closest links to Granger, and he was actually seen near his house on Friday night, a few hours before Granger was killed.’
‘Are we interviewing him, sir?’
‘No, he’s stewing in his own juices at the moment, waiting for the duty solicitor. But interestingly, we had a call from Granger’s brother, who wants to talk to us.’
‘You think he has some information on this Senior?’
‘It seems likely. I’m scenting a breakthrough. You met Philip Granger, didn’t you, Ben?’
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‘Yes, sir.’
‘Let’s go and see what he has to say, then.’
Philip Granger was looking a bit better than last time Cooper saw him. The initial shock had perhaps worn off now, and some more useful information might well be coming back to him. This was a strange time for relatives, following a suspicious death. Until someone was charged with murder, or twenty-eight days had passed, Neil Granger’s body wouldn’t be released for a funeral, so his brother might have to wait a month or so yet before he could start to put the whole business behind him.
‘I heard that you’ve arrested David Senior,’ he said.
‘No. At the moment, he’s helping us voluntarily/ said Hitchens.
Granger nodded. ‘Right. But I think there might be something you haven’t realized.’
‘What’s that, sir?’
‘Neil was gay.’
Hitchens shrugged. ‘So?’
Granger looked surprised at the DI’s reaction and didn’t seem to know what else to say for a moment. Cooper felt surprised, too, but concentrated on not giving it away in his expression.
‘Neil didn’t make any big deal of it,’ said Granger. ‘But he did get the piss taken out of him by some of our cousins. That’s one reason he was keen to move out of Withens, you see. I thought it might make a difference - Neil being gay, I mean.’
‘It doesn’t make any difference to us, sir,’ said Hitchens. ‘These days we aim to treat everyone fairly, regardless of ethnic origin, religious belief, gender or sexual orientation.’
‘Oh.’
It might have been the first time that Philip Granger had heard the words, but they were familiar to Cooper. In fact, he was fairly sure they were on a noticeboard somewhere in the station under the heading ‘Statement of Purpose’.
‘I mean, the time has long since passed when the fact that your brother was gay would lead to us making any assumptions about his lifestyle or his associates,’ said Hitchens.
‘I see.’ Granger looked almost disappointed. ‘I thought I was helping.’
‘Unless you’re suggesting this has some direct relevance to the enquiry into your brother’s death?’
