The Conspiracy: Episode 3 (The CID Case Series) by Jack Probyn
English | 2020 | Mystery & Thriller | ePUB | 2.9 MB
Candice Strachan can’t breathe.
A small jewellers is raided in Guildford High Street and leaves police chasing their tails. Reports suggest that it’s The Crimsons, an organised crime group the police have been hunting for years.
The device wrapped around her neck is suffocating her, crushing her chest.
But for rookie detective, Jake Tanner, something doesn’t seem right. The heist doesn’t fit any of their previous patterns. And the last time Jake met them, he was staring down the barrel of their gun, bargaining for his life.
The men who put it there have left her to die.
When the shop owner is kidnapped and a collar bomb is attached to her neck, Jake learns one of his own is involved – a police officer.
Her life now rests in Jake Tanner’s hands.
As Jake follows the group on a wild goose chase, he questions everything he knows about his team. Who can he trust? And is he prepared to find out?
To Jake’s surprise, he found himself chuckling at the remark. ‘Yes. She’s still with me, by some miracle. We’ve even got a beautiful little daughter together.’
Freddy clapped. ‘You don’t hang about, do you? Did you conceive her on the night we had our little foray? Testosterone levels running high. Ego through the roof. You really had a lot going for you that night, didn’t you?’
‘If only that were the case,’ Jake said.
‘Is the baby healthy?’
Jake nodded. ‘Come down with something minor today, but Elizabeth’s coping with it.’
‘I’m pleased for you.’
Jake shifted the dynamic of the conversation away from him to focus it more on Freddy. ‘What about your little boy? Have you spoken to him?’
‘Don’t be fucking ridiculous. He’s not allowed anywhere near here. I’ve written letter after letter, sent it to his mum’s last known address, but have I heard anything? Fuck no.’ Freddy made a zero gesture with his fingers. ‘His mum wants nothing to do with me, so by default that means Sammy doesn’t want anything to do with me either.’
Jake didn’t know what to say. Now that he was a father, he could think of nothing worse than having Maisie ripped from him. Not seeing her every day, holding her, stroking her hair, kissing her goodnight at bedtime or when he got in late and she was already asleep. She was his everything – his entire world. And he would permit nothing to hurt her. Especially after he and Elizabeth had been told they wouldn’t be able to become parents by a multitude of professionals in the first place.
‘I’m sorry to hear that,’ Jake said eventually, finding the courage to say the words. ‘It must be horrible.’
‘It is.’ Freddy paused a beat. ‘You know who I blame? You. You’re the reason I’m in here. At least before I was able to watch my son grow up from the outskirts of his life. Now I have nothing, and no way of contacting him. He’ll never know I existed, and there’s fuck all I can do about it.’
There was an emotion in Freddy’s voice that Jake hadn’t heard before. When they’d first met, Freddy had told him about his son, but he hadn’t expressed as much passion and adoration as he did just now. Jake was sure he saw the corners of the man’s eyes glisten in the light.
‘I don’t know anything about what they’ve done,’ Freddy said. ‘This is all on them. Their heist. Their job.’
‘I’m not here to ask you whether you know anything about this one.’
‘What do you need from me then?’ There was no expression on his face and no energy left in Freddy’s tone, as if their previous topic of conversation had vacuumed it out of him.
‘I need to know everything about the brothers. Their past. Their present. Their future. This job’s different, Fred. This one’s… more evil.’
Freddy stroked his stubble and smiled. It was clear who had all the power; Jake would have to change that.