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Megan loved her job. It gave her a sense of freedom she wouldn’t get anywhere else, and it gave her a reason and incentive to stay fit and healthy. After all, she wouldn’t get many clients as a personal trainer and yoga instructor if she waddled into the room with a McDonald’s bag under her arm.
She’d noticed the police officers at the back of the room a few minutes from the end of the yoga class she was teaching. They’d had the good grace not to come in uniform or to disturb the class, but they still stood out like a sore thumb.
Within minutes, she was sitting in the back of their car, en route to Oakham Police Station.
Megan was clearly unhappy to be in the interview room, but it seemed to Caroline this was more a feeling of irritation at having had her day disrupted and her image
