'I'm not going to tell you to sit back again, I'm going to slam on the brakes and send you flying through the bloody window!' 'Come on, you've got to meet with him! The continuity's great - Brooks heads up the investigation in 1987 and now he hands over the torch to his protege, twenty years later. We get Logan there too and we've got three generations of policemen, all dedicated to catching the Flesher, discussing the case over a pint ...' 'No.' 'Please?' 'No!'
'Oh Christ,' said Rennie, hiding behind a stack of missing persons reports,'don't look now: it's Grumpy and Grumpier.' DI Insch and DI Steel were at it again, arguing in front of the big map of Aberdeen that dominated one wall of the main Flesher incident room. From the sound of things Steel wanted to go into the address they'd got from Robertson with all guns blazing. Insch wanted to keep it under surveillance. And while the two of them fought, Alec filmed the whole thing from less than three feet away. Finally Steel threw her hands in the air and marched out, banging the door behind her. Insch stood for a moment, like a gathering storm, then marched out after her, with Alec hot on his heels. 'Bugger ...' Logan got the nasty feeling he was about to win his bet. He watched the door swing shut, and then Rennie elbowed him in the ribs. 'Ow, what was that--' 'Aren't you going to do something?' 'Are you
