difficulty believing that. âI just happened to be in the right place at the right time. Never mind that. Roly Dickens knew about something that was only discussed in this office, and I want to know how.â
Shapiroâs eyebrows rocketed. âSergeant â are you accusing one of us of being in old Rolyâs pocket?â
That stopped him short. Donovan blinked and then knuckled his eyes. ââCourse not. I just â I donât know how it went wrong.â
âMaybe it didnât,â Liz said reasonably. âMaybe he just didnât take the bait.â
Donovan shook his head. âYou didnât see Mikey. It was like a big joke. Him and the old man had been wetting themselves for two hours, and when they thought I was getting pissed-off enough to go home Mikey came out to share it with me. They knew, the whole thing, and I donât know how if they didnât hear it from someone in Queenâs Street.â
Shapiro caught his angry gaze and held it. No facial gymnastics now, just the steady eyes of a man wanting to be quite sure that what he said was understood, âDonovan, youâre suggesting that someone in this building is passing information on an inquiry to a known criminal. Thatâs almost the gravest allegation you can make against a policeman. Do you mean it?â
For a moment the superintendentâs tone was enough to silence Donovan. But reflecting on the facts didnât alter them and he nodded. âYes. The evidence is there. OK, everything we do doesnât go according to plan. I might have misread the situation. We might have been wrong about who had the gun, where it was, what heâd do if he thought weâd found it. We could have set the whole, thing up only to find heâd gone to the pictures. Or there might be something we donât know about that would change drastically how heâd react.
âBut itâs not just that he didnât jump when we wanted him to. We said Jump and he blew us a raspberry. Thatâs not the thing going off half-cocked: itâs sabotage. Roly knew what we were expecting. He knew what we were doing and why. He knew that all he had to do was nothing, and then he was safe enough to let us in on the joke. He knew. Somebody told him.â
âAll right,â said Shapiro slowly. âAnyone in particular you want to point the finger at?â
Donovan was uncomfortable but he wasnât going to back down. âThe three of us knew, and Dick Morgan; and the Son of God, and the Station Sergeant.â He was not a religious man: he didnât mean that, just as no sparrow falls unmarked by heaven, so no operation organized at Queenâs Street escaped the celestial eye. For reasons now disappearing in the mists of time Superintendent Giles was commonly referred to as the Son of God. âThatâs too many to keep a secret. One of us must have said something to someone â in the canteen, in the corridor, in the bog. Anyone in the station could have known.â
âWeâre not looking for someone who knew, though, are we?â said Liz tersely. âWeâre looking for someone who knew, and told Roly Dickens. For a favour or for money. So which of your colleagues do you reckon is in hock to the Dickenses?â
âYouâre making it sound like it couldnât happen,â Donovan growled, âand we all know it does happen. Thereâs nothing special about us, it could happen here too. I donât know who. Thereâs nobody I had any doubts about until now. But if we ignore whatâs happened itâll happen again.â
âSo what do you want to do?â asked Shapiro. His broad face remained expressionless. Heâd helped Donovan with problems of every kind, professional and personal, in the eight years theyâd worked together but he wasnât going to help him with this. If Donovan thought one of his colleagues was an informer he
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