Jane was calm and composed when the interview re-commenced. Her eyes were red and she was still sniffing a little. A tight ball of tissue paper was in her left hand and she dabbed at her nose as she sniffed as Ian began the questioning.
‘So why did you leave Sally that night then Jane? Why could you not go through with it? What was going through your mind when you were sat in the walk in wardrobe for hours on end?
‘Because I’m not a monster’ Jane paused for a while, lost in her thoughts ‘If I’d kept my baby I wondered if she would have looked like Sally. She was laying there, asleep, innocent, contented. As two people we could not have been further apart. It was at that point that I knew it had to stop. It had gone far enough. There was a final act I would have needed to do but that’s irrelevant now. When you caught me, I didn’t know what to do. It was never something I considered. My life meant less to me than the victim’s lives I took. I felt nothing…..’ she let her words hang in the air as she stared at PC McGeorge and DI Carragher.
‘But where have you been living? What have you done with the other body parts? The other families need closure on this. Please Jane, you need to tell us, you need to at least try and make some amends for the damage and grief you have caused.’
Jane considered this for a minute. The whir of the tapes in the tape players and the buzz of the lighting were the only sounds. ‘I will take you there. I will show you. But I will only show you, I will not give an address, I will not give you any clues. If I can show you then that will give me closure, after that, whatever you do to me is fine by me.’
Ian considered this. He looked at Mcgeorge who simply shrugged.
‘I will go and ask my boss. If he agrees we go tomorrow, case closed, all ends tied up. For the benefit of the tape interview closed at 6:25 p.m.’
PC McGeorge led Jane away, back down to the cells. He went straight up to see Chief Superintendant Bishop. He knocked on the door and entered, not bothering to wait for a reply.
Commissioner Bishop was on the phone. He looked up and frowned at DI Carragher but quickly ended his call and beckoned Ian to sit down.
‘Well?’ Bishop asked, with raised eyebrows
‘Interview has gone well, its all on tape. The only thing missing is the whereabouts of the body parts. She has offered to take us to them but she refuses to tell us where they are.’
‘She wants to what?’
‘She will show us where she has been hiding, we can also collect valuable evidence and retrieve the body parts but she wants to take us there.’
Bishop leaned back in his chair and contemplated the decision. The case could be put to bed by tomorrow if he agreed. The kudos from his bosses for a case well handled would be immense. He couldn’t resist.
‘Okay, but do it quietly. 6 a.m. get her out of here in an unmarked car. Just you her, and PC McGeorge and keep her handcuffed. Get her there, call it in, and get her back here. No risks, no tricks, no silly ideas. Got that….’
‘Yes chief, excellent, lets do it.’ Ian stood up and was making his way out when Bishop interrupted his exit…
‘Oh and DI Carragher, it pains me to say this but well done. Excellent work’
‘Cheers big man’ Ian responded in that stupidly over friendly manner of his. He closed the door behind him and went to tell McGeorge the news. He then picked up his stuff, got in his car and went home. Tomorrow was the day, the case would be closed, and he could file the report and take some time off. He looked at himself in the rear view mirror. He looked a mess, bloodshot eyes, three day stubble, and his odour was in between disappointing and disgusting. He smiled slightly. It had been a crazy few months. The case had been a difficult one, the stresses and strains had started to take their toll but the case had also helped him. He’d realised what was important in life. He realised he and wife needed to move on. They needed to start enjoying life. A couple more days and that would be it.
Let’s see what tomorrow brings thought Ian…..
Chapter 24 – ‘Oi Ayrton…you wanna slow it down a bit’