project? Iâm not sure. He didnât strike me as being particularly senile.â
âWhat about that pet of his? Poor thing. It must be suffering from a major identity crisis.â
âPoor thing?â I braked as a football bounced across the road in front of me. A small girl stood with her mouth open at the sight of the guard vehicle. She was probably even more shocked when I didnât stop and take her name. âCerberus is without question the most loathsome creature Iâve ever come across.â I glanced at her and grinned. âAnd that includes senior auxiliaries.â
Katharine ignored that observation. âItâs not the animalâs fault,â she said. âI thought genetic engineering wasnât allowed in this city.â
We crossed the bridge over the Water of Leith beyond Canonmills and approached the Botanics.
âMaybe its genes werenât engineered or modified,â I said. âMaybe Gavin Godwin wasnât being straight with us. He might just have found a way to make dogs fancy cats.â
âCome on,â Katharine scoffed. âHe was on the Genetic Engineering Committee. He obviously knew how to fiddle around with genes and embryos.â
I nodded. âDonât worry. Iâll be raising that point with Hamilton. Heâs been seriously twitchy ever since he saw which file had been tampered with.â
Katharine shook her head as I turned into Inverleith Terrace, the branches of the trees in the Botanics hanging over the road. âYouâll be far too busy with this suspicious death now to worry about the break-in.â
Christ. The dead male auxiliary. Iâd forgotten about him. I felt the extra rush that I always get at the beginning of cases involving suspicious death. The increase of youth gang activity has meant that homicide is more common than it used to be under the Council, but there still arenât many murders. Especially not of auxiliaries.
That may have explained why what looked like every guard vehicle in the city had pulled up in Arboretum Road.
âBloody hell, Davie,â I said as he came out of the mêlée of guard personnel. âHavenât these people got anything else to do?â
âThis is a bad one, Quint,â he said in a low voice. His face was solemn. âYou know what itâs like when an auxiliary goes down.â He glanced around. âEveryone wants to get involved.â
âWhereâs the body?â I asked.
âIâll take you straight there,â Davie replied. His eyes rested on Katharine. âWhat about . . . ?â
âIâm coming too,â she said firmly.
I looked at her. âAre you sure? Youâve got to go back to work tomorrow, havenât you? Thereâs no point inââ
âSod the Welfare Directorate,â she said. âIâm due some days in lieu anyway. This sounds much more diverting.â
âItâs definitely that,â Davie said, biting his lip. âIf youâre sure, Quint . . .â
I shrugged helplessly. Arguing with Katharine was never a good idea. Besides, itâs useful to have back-up you can rely on.
âThis way then.â Davie set off towards the gate. Guardsmen and women got out of his way, more because of the thunderous look on his face than his commanderâs insignia.
We went through the gate into the gardensâ seventy acres. A temporary checkpoint had been set up and we had to flash ID. Fortunately the gardens are only open to tourists at weekends as theyâre outside the central zone. Special buses are organised and guard patrols are increased to ensure the locals donât do anything embarrassing in front of the paying guests â like gawp at their expensive clothes and cameras. At least we wouldnât be bothered today.
Davie bore to the left. âThe bodyâs in the copse,â he said.
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