MITCHELL STOOD ON THE top step and watched as Zack Wild drove away. Only when the Land Rover had disappeared did he turn to the constable at his side.
“Do you want to tell me why you decided to invite yourself to sit in on Mr Wild’s statement, when you knew I wanted you researching him?” he asked, making no effort to hide the anger he was feeling.
Melissa looked thoroughly abashed, but also a little defiant. “After what happened at the interview last night, I thought it best if you had someone with you. I didn’t want that solicitor of Mr Wild’s to have a reason to cause trouble for you.” That was not the only reason she was there, it was not even the main reason, but it sounded good, and she hoped it would satisfy Mitchell. “She’s already threatened to do so.”
Mitchell was reluctant to
