Close to Home (DI Adam Fawley #1)(16)
10.11
Scott Sullivan @SnapHappyWarrior
#DaisyMason Parents will be arrested by the end of the day – just u wait. Seen it all before
10.12
Lisa Jenks @WorldsBiggestManUFan
@SnapHappyWarrior Cant believe your being judge and jury & they haven’t even found her – are you for real? #FindDaisy
10.12
Scott Sullivan @SnapHappyWarrior
@WorldsBiggestManUFan Are YOU for real! Anyone can see somethings not right. Look at the other kid – scared stiff
10.14
Danny Chadwick @ChadwickDanielPJ
Never seen a dad cry more than the mum at one of these things. I knew there was more to this than meets the eye #DaisyMason
10.15
Rob Chiltern @RockingRobin1975
#DaisyMason I hope the police have searched the bloody house – I smell a police fuck up. Wouldn’t be the first time
10.16
Lilian Chamberlain @LilianChamberlain
@RockingRobin1975 The parents don’t know where she is. No wonder they look traumatised. People react differently to stress . . .
10.16
Lilian Chamberlain @LilianChamberlain
@RockingRobin1975 . . . They’re not suspects. Just parents. My heart goes out to them #FindDaisy
10.17
Caroline Tollis @ForWhomtheTollis
Have the police thought to question the brother? #justsaying #DaisyMason
10.19
Garry G @SwordsandSandals
U know what I think? – father murdered her. Nailed on #DaisyMason
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We’d asked the Masons to stay at Kidlington after the appeal. We gave them some guff about procedures and paperwork and parked them with Maureen Jones, who’s drawn the short straw as Family Liaison Officer, but the real reason was to avoid carting them in for questioning in full view of the world. And especially that nosy little sod with the overactive Facebook page.
I take Quinn with me and look in on the Super on the way, at his request. And even though I make a big show of being in a hurry, he asks if he can have a private word and tells me to shut the door, so I know what’s coming. But first, the bad news.
‘I’m not asking for a warrant for a forensic search of the Mason home. At least not yet. The CPS will want more than circumstantial evidence and unanswered questions before they go to a magistrate.’
‘Oh for God’s sake – ’
‘I know where you’re coming from, but this whole case is already turning into a media circus, and I am not about to fuel it with pictures of blokes in white suits carrying out teddy bears. As far as I’ve been informed, we don’t even know for certain where the Mason girl was last seen. It’s quite possible she was abducted walking home from school.’
‘But Sharon Mason said she always picked the children up by car. Which narrows the chances of someone else taking Daisy to somewhere south of sod all.’
‘Fair enough, but until you’ve established that for an absolute fact, I’m blocking a warrant application. Who knows – we may not even need one. Have you actually asked the parents for their permission?’
‘I just can’t see them agreeing. Sir. They won’t even let us have Family Liaison in the house, which in itself – ’
‘ – is not even remotely close to reasonable grounds for suspicion. Ask them – politely – if we can do a search. And then we’ll talk. Right?’
I sigh. ‘Right.’
I turn to go but he gestures to the chair then sits back and puts his fingertips together, composing his face into what HR no doubt call ‘Suitable Empathy’.
‘You sure you’re OK taking this one on, Adam? I mean, I know you’re more hands-on than most DIs, but it’s not going to be easy, especially after – ’
‘I’m fine, sir. Really.’
‘But losing your child like that. I mean, in those circumstances. Anyone would be affected. How could you not be.’
I open my mouth, then close it again. I find myself suddenly, deeply, violently angry. I look down at my hands and will myself not to say something I might regret. Like how bloody dare he sit there and casually prise open pain I’ve spent months appeasing. There are livid marks on my palms now where the nails have dug into the flesh. Deep red wheals. I can’t look at them without feeling sick.
When I look up I realize he’s still watching me. ‘And what about Alex?’ he says, still probing. ‘How is she bearing up?’
‘Fine. Alex is fine. Please, I just want to get on with the job.’
He frowns – a frown that comes with the caption ‘Appropriate Concern’. I’m starting to wonder if he’s been sent on some sort of training programme.
‘I know that,’ he says, ‘and no one is suggesting for a moment that your work has been anything other than first rate. But it is only – what – six months since it happened? That’s not long, not for something like that. And this is the first time you’ve had to deal with a child – ’
I get to my feet. ‘I appreciate the thought, sir, but it’s really not necessary. I’d much rather concentrate on finding Daisy Mason. Time is not on our side. You know the stats as well as I do, and it’s nearly thirty-six hours already.’