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28 Jack marched down the McAreaveys’ front path and back to his car like a man possessed. As Wendy got into the passenger seat, Jack thumped the steering wheel with both hands. ‘Knew it. I f*****g knew it. The cunt’s in league with McCann. There’s you lot telling me it’s all a big coincidence and that I’ve got some sort of vendetta against him, and I was right all along. We’ve got a f*****g bent copper telling people Gary McCann’s the only person who can keep their business secure. Like telling a turkey Bernard Matthews wants to give them a cuddle.’ Wendy wanted to tell him there could be other possibilities. She would have loved to have suggested that maybe Theo had a brother or a friend who worked for Supreme Locks and Glazing, that perhaps he’d forgotten the list of companies and tha