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As much as she wanted to push forward, Caroline felt powerless. Officers had been despatched to Monique’s mother’s house in Corby and the security footage had proven that Monique wasn’t their killer, having spent the whole night at her mother’s.
More than anything, it had given them their first real glimpse into the sort of man Martin Forbes had been, and it hadn’t exactly reduced the field of potential suspects. For now, though, it was a waiting game.
Caroline had been forced to put the brakes on the planned full forensic analysis of Allure Design’s computer systems and accounts. Now that it would be merely speculative, she simply couldn’t justify the expense on what were already extremely tight policing budgets. In any case, she’d decided to proceed with obtaining a backup of every
