‘We have to find a way in. We know what’s where and how the various sites interlink, thanks to Pauline Philbey, but her plans don’t show any access points’.

Detective Sergeant Vivienne Trubshaw looked across at her boss. DCI Don May stared out of the window of their favourite tea shop. She knew that look; he often gazed into space when he was thinking how best to move forward on a case.

Trubshaw took in her surroundings. This might be the last time they would be together in the Speckled Teapot. Another few weeks and she would be a DI and over the other side of the Pennines.

May turned back to face his DS.

‘The intriguing thing for me is that Freddie was saying all along that there had to be a series of tunnels linking Riddles and Salem, whi...

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