Chapter 6
I climbed into Sam’s car. It wasn’t the unmarked one, but a sleek gold BMW. Immaculate inside, with leather upholstery and all the gadgets a tech whiz could wish for, it still had the new car smell.
‘This is not what I pictured you owning,’ I said with a smile.
‘What did you think I’d drive?’
‘A big 4WD, or a utility; something you could go off road in and get dirty.’
‘I haven’t got time to go off road, unless it’s for work.’
‘But you have time for cruising around in a BMW?’
‘I got it on loan from the impound yard while my work car is at the panel beaters.’
‘What happened?’
‘A suspect in a homicide tried to make a break for it and rammed his motorcycle into the side of my car,’ he said as if it were as commonplace as putting the bin out.
‘Oh my God. You weren’t hurt wer
