Behind Shadows: A Psychological Mystery Thriller (The Adam Stanley Series Book 1) by Netta Newbound Page B
Authors: Netta Newbound
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woman who helped Annie get home."
Adam’s stomach did a flip. He hadn't seen this coming. He'd not sensed anything off about Amanda at all. "So what now?" he asked.
"We turn up the heat."
He followed her into the interview room.
Chapter 12
Amanda
I sat staring at the back of the door for a while before deciding to check if it was unlocked. It was.
Popping my head into the corridor, I came face to face with the uniformed officer who'd brought in the coffee earlier.
"Can I help you, Ma'am?"
"I...'erm...I need to use the toilet," I stuttered.
"Of course. Follow me."
He led me to a room down the corridor and waited outside for me. Then he walked me back to the interview room.
"Where did the detectives go? I need to get back for my children."
"They shouldn't be much longer. Can I get you another coffee while you wait?"
"No, thank you. But please let them know I need to get going."
When the detectives returned thirty minutes later, I was fuming.
"About bloody time! Didn’t you get my message? I need to go home to my children."
"That won't be possible right now, Amanda. We still have a few questions to ask." DI King limped over to take the chair she’d vacated earlier.
"I've told you all I know and it's getting late. Can I come back tomorrow?"
"Your husband has been in to see us,” she said. “He said to tell you he will be taking the children away for a few days."
"What the fuck!" I couldn't believe my ears. "He can't do that. Where's he taking them?" I felt distraught at the thought of my children being taken to God only knows where.
"Don't worry, Amanda, I'm sure they'll be okay. He was just concerned for their safety," DS Stanley explained, but I noticed he couldn't meet my eyes. "Okay, Amanda."
DI King snapped my attention back to her.
"Where were you on Wednesday night?"
"We've already done all this. I told you earlier."
"Just answer the question, please." Her tone was more formal than before.
"Working. In Kingsley."
"When did you last go to Peckham?"
"What's happening here?" I said glancing at DS Stanley, but he was still trying to avoid my eyes.
"We've had some further information that we need to check out," he said. "Please co-operate, Amanda. We shouldn't take too long.”
Kate King asked again, "When were you last in Peckham?"
"I already told you—never!" I began to panic. "What makes you think I've ever been there?
"Someone fitting your description was seen walking Annie home the night she was murdered," Kate said.
"That's impossible. It wasn't me." My head was in a spin.
"Also, we have reason to believe you disposed of an item of clothing that was covered in blood."
"It was paint! Check for yourself. I don't believe this is happening. I came here to help you, and now I'm your number-one suspect."
"We have a team of officers going over to your place now to check your rubbish. In the meantime, we need to arrange for an identity parade. It looks as though you'll be with us for a while longer.”
Chapter 13
Adam
"We have to release her," Adam said. "There's nothing to hold her on."
"We have officers checking the dump as we speak. They shouldn't take much longer—they know where it should be." Kate was hanging on by a thread and they both knew it.
The identity parade had been a waste of time. Three people saw the girl with Annie, yet all three chose a different person from the line-up, and not one of them chose Amanda.
"It doesn't ring true, Kate. Why would she kill Annie now? She could have done it at any time."
"It's all we have to go on at the moment."
"That doesn't mean she's guilty, just because you have no more leads," he said, shaking his head.
"I know that," she spat.
"You're gonna have to release her—for now at least. I'll go and tell her."
Adam couldn’t believe Kate. She’d been a detective for years and should know better than to focus on one lead of enquiry. Maybe it was the pain she was in that was clouding her judgement.
He
Adam’s stomach did a flip. He hadn't seen this coming. He'd not sensed anything off about Amanda at all. "So what now?" he asked.
"We turn up the heat."
He followed her into the interview room.
Chapter 12
Amanda
I sat staring at the back of the door for a while before deciding to check if it was unlocked. It was.
Popping my head into the corridor, I came face to face with the uniformed officer who'd brought in the coffee earlier.
"Can I help you, Ma'am?"
"I...'erm...I need to use the toilet," I stuttered.
"Of course. Follow me."
He led me to a room down the corridor and waited outside for me. Then he walked me back to the interview room.
"Where did the detectives go? I need to get back for my children."
"They shouldn't be much longer. Can I get you another coffee while you wait?"
"No, thank you. But please let them know I need to get going."
When the detectives returned thirty minutes later, I was fuming.
"About bloody time! Didn’t you get my message? I need to go home to my children."
"That won't be possible right now, Amanda. We still have a few questions to ask." DI King limped over to take the chair she’d vacated earlier.
"I've told you all I know and it's getting late. Can I come back tomorrow?"
"Your husband has been in to see us,” she said. “He said to tell you he will be taking the children away for a few days."
"What the fuck!" I couldn't believe my ears. "He can't do that. Where's he taking them?" I felt distraught at the thought of my children being taken to God only knows where.
"Don't worry, Amanda, I'm sure they'll be okay. He was just concerned for their safety," DS Stanley explained, but I noticed he couldn't meet my eyes. "Okay, Amanda."
DI King snapped my attention back to her.
"Where were you on Wednesday night?"
"We've already done all this. I told you earlier."
"Just answer the question, please." Her tone was more formal than before.
"Working. In Kingsley."
"When did you last go to Peckham?"
"What's happening here?" I said glancing at DS Stanley, but he was still trying to avoid my eyes.
"We've had some further information that we need to check out," he said. "Please co-operate, Amanda. We shouldn't take too long.”
Kate King asked again, "When were you last in Peckham?"
"I already told you—never!" I began to panic. "What makes you think I've ever been there?
"Someone fitting your description was seen walking Annie home the night she was murdered," Kate said.
"That's impossible. It wasn't me." My head was in a spin.
"Also, we have reason to believe you disposed of an item of clothing that was covered in blood."
"It was paint! Check for yourself. I don't believe this is happening. I came here to help you, and now I'm your number-one suspect."
"We have a team of officers going over to your place now to check your rubbish. In the meantime, we need to arrange for an identity parade. It looks as though you'll be with us for a while longer.”
Chapter 13
Adam
"We have to release her," Adam said. "There's nothing to hold her on."
"We have officers checking the dump as we speak. They shouldn't take much longer—they know where it should be." Kate was hanging on by a thread and they both knew it.
The identity parade had been a waste of time. Three people saw the girl with Annie, yet all three chose a different person from the line-up, and not one of them chose Amanda.
"It doesn't ring true, Kate. Why would she kill Annie now? She could have done it at any time."
"It's all we have to go on at the moment."
"That doesn't mean she's guilty, just because you have no more leads," he said, shaking his head.
"I know that," she spat.
"You're gonna have to release her—for now at least. I'll go and tell her."
Adam couldn’t believe Kate. She’d been a detective for years and should know better than to focus on one lead of enquiry. Maybe it was the pain she was in that was clouding her judgement.
He
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