On A Dark Sea (The DCI Dani Bevan Detective Novels Book 2) by Katherine Pathak Page A

place in December and we were at the restaurant for our Christmas meal.’
                  ‘Thank you Mr Holm,’ Andy replied. ‘I hope we won’t have to bother you again.’
     
     

Chapter Seventeen
     
     
     
    T he car hadn’t returned, as far as Bill could tell. He tried to ring DCI Bevan at her office to give her the registration number to run a check, but was told she was out of the country on an investigation. He and Joy assumed it must be related to a new lead in the Maisie Riddell case. Bill wondered if she’d gone to Norway, as that was where the father now lived. There’d certainly been no more mention of the girl on the news. Soon she would become just another forgotten teenage runaway, unless the police found a body, of course.
                  Over breakfast, Bill recalled another detective that Bevan had often talked about, he had to look after his daughters and remained in Glasgow if his colleagues were following a lead which took them out of town. He knew Andy Calder would be with his boss, but he considered giving this Sergeant Boag a try. Once he’d filled the dishwasher, Bill retrieved the Pitt Street number and called the switchboard once again. This time, he was transferred to the Serious Crime Division. It was Phil Boag himself who answered. The Detective Sergeant appeared to have heard of Bill and he patiently listened to his account of the mysterious car parked opposite their house overnight.
                  ‘Do you have any reason to believe someone might wish to cause you or your wife harm?’
                  Bill hesitated for a moment. ‘Well, I’ve been doing a little digging into the Stonehaven murder case. DCI Bevan may have mentioned that I have an interest in it. Perhaps my actions have been noted by somebody.’
                  Phil sighed. ‘If you give me the registration of the car I’ll run it through the system. My guess is it could be the eastern division. If you’ve been poking around their case you might find you’ve been put on a suspect list. It would be a good idea for me to have a word with them anyway, so they don’t waste time and money on surveillance. I’m sure DCI Bevan has already told you this, Bill, but you really must steer clear of police matters.’
                  ‘She did say something to that effect, yes. Could you just let me know what you manage to find out about the vehicle, Sergeant Boag? Then I promise that will be an end to it.’
     
    *
     
    Dieter Karlsen was waiting for the Scottish detectives when they returned to their hotel. He asked if they would like to have a drink with him in the bar. They chose a semi-circular booth by the tall windows, beyond which was nothing but blackness.
                  ‘How was Aron?’ Dieter enquired, eyeing Dani over the top of his beer.
                  ‘He wasn’t overjoyed about having to discuss the incident again, but he was very helpful. He seems like a decent guy.’
                  ‘Aron has always been a very good boss to Sofie. She admires him and feels privileged to play a part in his work.’
                  Andy polished off his bottle of lager and stood up. ‘I’m going to my room, Ma’am. I promised to call Carol before eight.’
                  ‘Of course,’ Dani responded quickly. ‘I’ll see you at breakfast.’
                  When Andy had gone, the Norwegian asked, ‘is your husband a policeman too?’
                  Dani smiled. ‘I’m not married. I have a partner who is also a detective, but the situation is complicated. We don’t get to see one another very often.’
                  Dieter nodded. ‘It is always complicated for us. Sofie doesn’t always understand my job and she feels I don’t show enough interest in hers.’
                  ‘Do you have children?’ Dani took a