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Carol Mormech sobbed again, for the tenth time in just over one hour. This was hopeless. DI Ian Carragher and PC Lisa Mcgeorge looked at each other. It was no good, this was too early. She had insisted on coming in for an interview at the station so she could try and shed some light on the matter. But it was no good. She had described how she had found him; there was nothing untoward in what she said. Most of what she said was slightly inaccurate anyway. Her mind had been distorted by seeing her husbands lifeless body opened up like an old chicken carcass on the living room floor. Ian and Lisa let her talk but had stopped taking notes. The interview was being recorded but they had no intention of listening all over again to this.

  She recalled how they had met eight years ago in Maidenhead. Mel was working at a labels company as a Finance Analyst and Carol had joined two years later on the graduate scheme. At the time Mel was really putting the hours in at work but he always found time to get home on a Friday and get out to the classy establishments that Maidenhead had to offer. Everyone from work used to come out as the atmosphere there had been great, then the older ones would head off home at closing time whilst the rest of the rabble would continue onto the local nightclub called Roots until about 2 a.m. before falling back to the house for a few more drinks. It had been a gradual thing. Mel had not been the greatest hit with the ladies. He was very shy, and between working sixty hours a week and drinking for another twelve there weren’t many daylight hours left for him to even consider women, although one or two did seduce him every now and again.

  They had got on really well together, and as the six or seven people who had come in on the graduate scheme gradually left Maidenhead to pursue other avenues and places a little more exotic than Maidenhead they had found themselves living together. Then it was over to Switzerland for two years still with the same company. The change had been excellent and they had got married but then Carol had wanted to come back to England in the hope of starting a family in the next couple of years. Obviously Mel was up for the practice sessions so agreed and they found themselves living in London. They had struck upon the flat to rent and loved it immediately. They had been living there for just over two years now but there was no way she could go back into that flat, their dreams had been destroyed and she could just not understand why. She was filled with anger, confusion and fear and at this point in time neither the police her lawyer or anybody else could help.

  ‘But why don’t you know who did this’ exclaimed Carol in anguished tones between sobs. ‘I just don’t understand….did nobody hear anything or see anything?’

  ‘I’m afraid at this point we don’t have any information to share with you Mrs Mormech. I realise this has been traumatic but nobody seems to have seen or heard anything. We spoke to your neighbour he said he hadn’t heard a thing for a couple of days now. It’s quite a busy road out there so we will be putting up signs for people to get in touch. Also forensics are there and if there is the slightest bit of evidence I promise you Mrs Mormech, we will find it.’

  There was silence for a while as everybody just looked at each other. There was nothing more to say. It was a case of gathering the evidence together and seeing what they could find. Ian was worried, as at this juncture, they had nothing….

  Chapter 9 – ‘Sorry Chief’