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Culverhouse’s head was pounding when he got back to the major incident room. He could hear the blood throbbing in his eardrums as he tried to stem the flow of thoughts that involved him kicking Martin Cummings’s head in.
‘Sir, I’ve just been checking the CCTV around the Middlebrook area,’ Ryan said. ‘The only thing we’ve been able to find is on the southbound entry sliproad at the motorway junction. Have a look.’
Culverhouse walked over to Ryan’s desk and squinted at the grainy footage on the screen in front of her.
‘Here’s the image from the sliproad. And… here’s the one from outside Gwen O’Connell’s house. Notice anything?’
‘Two white vans,’ Culverhouse said.
‘Yes and no. Look at the offside rear wheel. The hubcap’s missing. There’s a good chance this is the same van.’
‘What’s t
