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When Jack Culverhouse had a bee in his bonnet, there was very little anyone else could do.
He was understandably frustrated that Professional Standards had taken over the investigation into PC Theo Curwood — as was their remit and entire reason for existence — and was clearly struggling with the loss of control in that area.
‘I don’t know what they think they’re going to be able to do that I can’t,’ he’d told Wendy earlier that morning in his office. ‘The whole unit’s full of wet university graduates and computer analysts. That’ll never beat looking some scrote dead in the eyes and seeing him s**t himself right in front of you. You can’t beat intuition and experience when it comes to spotting a f*****g liar, Knight.’
Wendy had, like most people who’d worked with Jack Culverhouse, kn
