Chapter 48

Detective Constable Sajid Jain had performed his usual, sad, bachelor's routine at home. He was fully caffeinated yet barely awake. Arriving at the station, parking the car in a nearby road and groggily walking up the stairs, he was met by the sound of a phone beginning to ring. The urge to let it go was strong, but they were bound to ring back, so he answered the call.

"DC Jain, CID, how can I help?"

"Ah, hello. It's DC Jenkins. We met briefly but you probably don't remember. Anyway, I'm going through the evidence list for Gilbert Winter and disposing of what's no longer required. There's some stuff with your name on, and others you might be able to decide about."