The fat man didn't say anything, just picked up the name board and went hunting through the rack of magnetic letters. Holding up,'DAVID INSCH' so Logan could take his photograph. Click. 'Turn to the right.' Click. 'Turn to the left.' Click ... 'Are you sure you don't want me to call Miriam?' Insch picked the letters out of his name and put them back where they'd come from, then pushed past, making for the cells. Logan opened the door to number five, asked Insch for his shoelaces, belt and tie, then got the inspector to empty his pockets into a plastic tray. Five pounds in change. A Swiss Army Knife. A wallet with two twenties, a driver's licence, three credit cards, a Tesco club card, and three photographs: Brigit, Anna, and Sophie. 'I'd ...' Insch cleared his throat. 'The photos ...' Logan handed them over. 'What photos? I don't remember finding any photos.' The inspector cupped them in his huge, bruised hand. Running a fat finger over Sophie's picture. 'Thank you.' He didn't even flinch when Logan closed and locked the door.
PC Jackie Watson was waiting in the corridor outside, looking anywhere but at Logan. 'How is he?' What was the point of lying?'Fucked up.' He chalked Insch's name on the board beside the door. 'He ...' She tried again. 'They're going to throw the book at him.' 'First offence, mitigating circumstances--' 'Strathclyde finished its review. We found significant shortfalls in his running of the investigation. Insch saw Ken Wiseman's name and decided he was guilty. He ignored procedure, didn't followed up leads. If it wasn't about Wiseman he didn't want to know.' Logan stared at her. 'He's a good officer.' 'My DCI feels there's a case for negligence.' At least Jackie had the decency to look ashamed. 'But he's Insch!' 'It doesn't matter if he's Nelson Bloody Mandela. He cocked up.' 'So you're going to screw him over?' 'I'm not doing anything. Strathclyde were asked to review--' 'He trusted you.' She scowled back at him. 'Don't even try to make this about me. Insch was so obsessed with Wiseman--' 'The bastard killed Sophie!' 'That's got nothing to do with it. I'm sorry, it was a horrible thing to happen, but he was obsessed way before that happened. It clouded his judgement.'
