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Reid reacted the moment he saw the face disappear back into the room, which he took as a sign that the teen murderer was about to make a run for it. He doubted Wright was going to remain there with two police officers, Pang’s uniform made it clear what they were, outside.
“Call the inspector, tell her what’s going on,” he told Pang quickly. “We need all the backup she can get us. When you’ve done that, stay here and make sure Wright doesn’t get past me.”
Reid didn’t give the constable a chance to react to what he said, he simply trusted that Pang had understood him, and would do as he had said. He hurried up the drive to the front door and threw himself at it the moment he was close enough.
The door shuddered but stood firm.
Reid ignored the pain in his shoulder and threw himself a
