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Chapter 22 – Undisciplined – begins here:
Velma was in a hurry. She had to get back to Muriel before she woke up but not before she found her some deserving prey. Otherwise, newly vamped and undisciplined, she might panic and prey on the first person she saw. A good vampire only preys on serial killers. Unless they’re really desperate. The trick was not to get really desperate.
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Nationwide Crime Agency HQ,
London, 22:13 HRS GMT
“Why am I only just hearing about his now?” Griff was furious. “This happened more than twenty hours ago and you didn’t think to – …. no, I don’t care who dropped the ball! I need everything – all CCTV footage since Flench was brought in; all your crime scene photos; and all your witness interview recordings! Email them to me now!” He slammed down the phone, gritting his teeth. Then he counted to ten and breathed deeply, in through his nose and out through his mouth. As soon as his fitness tracker stopped panicking, he picked up the phone again and called one of the field agents tasked with monitoring Muriel Gedding.
“Agent Carter.”
“Anything to report?”
“No sir, all quiet. She was home by curfew. Just.”
“What’s she doing right now?”
“Sleeping presumably.”
“Presumably?” Griff could feel his tension rising again. “Aren’t you watching her?”
“No, cameras haven’t been installed yet. But we know she’s home ’cause of the ankle monitor.”
Griff grabbed his stapler and bashed it violently and repeatedly against his desk. “Ankle monitor?! Are you kidding me?! That doesn’t tell you who’s there with her does it?! You know what we’re dealing with! It’s no good just watching the front door!”
Carter hesitated before answering. “We’re not watching the front door sir,” he admitted.
“Then what the hell are you watching?” Griff’s red face shouted into his spit-sprayed handset but before he could get out another word there was a gentle tap on his office window. He turned to see Carter, in the adjacent office, nervously holding his phone to his ear.
“My screen, sir.”
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Come tomorrow when chapter 22 continues, unless you don’t want to wait 😀
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