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Gates slowly cleared his throat as he looked at Brady.

‘Do you know what Lyndon Johnson said about J. Edgar Hoover?’

Brady shook his head. He wasn’t sure where the hell this was going but he knew it wasn’t good.

‘Better to have him on the inside pissing out, than on the outside pissing in. If I had my way, you wouldn’t be capable of pissing ever again. But for some unfathomable reason Chief Superintendent O’Donnell likes you. I don’t know what your hold over O’Donnell is, but be warned, when he goes, you go.’

‘Yes sir,’ acknowledged Brady, accepting that DC Simone Henderson’s transfer on personal grounds hadn’t won him any favours with Gates.

He had found out from Conrad that Simone had put in for a transfer while he’d been laid up in hospital. He couldn’t blame her. He would have done the same if it were possible. But with Brady’s record no one would have him.

‘What do you know about Matthews?’

Brady shrugged.

‘Come on, Jack. I know you two go back a long way. I’m suspecting your late arrival at the briefing was down to him. Am I right?’

Brady didn’t answer him. He couldn’t.

‘I don’t know why one of my best DIs lost his nerve but I can promise you this, I’ll find out. And mark my words, if I hear that you know what’s going on with him, you’ll find yourself in uniform walking the streets of Blyth until the day you retire!’

‘Yes sir,’ dutifully answered Brady.

‘Right, firstly you should know that I’ve called in Amelia Jenkins.’

Brady instinctively flinched. ‘Sir?’

‘She isn’t overly keen at the prospect of seeing you again either.’

Brady refrained from replying.

‘We could do with all the help we can get right now. The last thing I want is a repeat of the Megan Carter investigation. I want this turned around ASAP. Understand? And if that means you working with Jenkins then that’s what you’re going to do.’

‘With all due respect, sir, she’s a psychologist. What can she bring to a murder investigation like this?’ questioned Brady.

‘A hell of a lot as far as I’m concerned,’ answered Gates impatiently.

He placed his elbows on his desk and leaned forward.

‘If you’ve got a problem working with her, then just say. I can take you off this investigation and hand it over to someone else, Jack. I know for a fact that DS Adamson would be perfectly happy being partnered with Jenkins.’

‘No sir, I have no problem working with Dr Jenkins. I’m sure she’ll prove to be invaluable,’ replied Brady, resisting the urge to tell Gates exactly what he thought.

‘Good, pleased we’ve cleared that up. Jenkins should be arriving here in the next half hour. I’d appreciate you being around to brief her.’

‘Actually sir, there’s a couple of leads I need to check out as soon as possible,’ Brady replied uneasily. ‘I’ll make sure DS Harvey is around for when she arrives.’

‘If you can’t do it personally then I’d rather Adamson filled in Jenkins,’ replied Gates. ‘No disrespect to Harvey but I believe Adamson would be a better choice.’

Brady didn’t answer. He knew Gates was playing the old graduate card; as if that made Adamson a better copper. Harvey had worked his way through the force just like Brady, from the bottom up. No formal education, no favours, just long hours and hard graft.

‘Obviously, this is your call,’ Gates said as he waited for Brady’s agreement.

Brady shifted slightly. Gates had him over a barrel. It wasn’t his call, Gates had left him in no doubt.

‘I’ll instruct Adamson to brief Jenkins when she arrives,’ conceded Brady, standing up.

‘Before you go, Jack, I wondered if I could have a word with you? Off the record?’ Gates asked, gesturing for Brady to sit back down.

Brady’s mouth felt dry. He had no idea what was coming. Only that it had to be bad for Gates to be delivering it.

‘It’s about Claudia,’ Gates began.

Brady waited, barely breathing.

‘I’m sure you already know that O’Donnell’s sanctioned Claudia’s proposal?’

Brady numbly shook his head. He hadn’t even realised the post had been given the go-ahead.

‘O’Donnell somehow managed to get support from the Home Office for Claudia’s proposition which opened up the extra funding needed to make it viable.’

Brady felt as if Gates had punched him. He couldn’t believe Claudia hadn’t told him. It had taken her eighteen months, from suggesting the need for a groundbreaking new legal advisory position that would work to coordinate the activities of Northumbria Police and the UK Human Trafficking Centre in Sheffield, to getting it off the ground. Claudia had ideas of her own which ultimately included setting up a Human Trafficking Centre in Newcastle equal to Sheffield’s.

This was close to her heart. At times, Brady thought too close. As a lawyer, Claudia had worked endless, unpaid hours representing women and children who were effectively human slaves illegally trafficked from Eastern Europe or Africa into the North East of England. She was interested in the legal quandary these women and children found themselves in once extricated from sex slavery; illegal immigrants fearful they would be forced back into slavery on their return home; that or murdered. She had championed a few cases so far, succeeding in securing the victims the right to seek asylum in Britain. But she had also lost more than she had won, powerless to prevent these women and children ending back up where they had begun their lives as sex slaves.

Brady gripped the sides of his chair. He couldn’t believe that she couldn’t bring herself to tell him. He tried to get a handle on the situation. The last thing he wanted to do was lose it in front of Gates. But the thought that he really had lost her for good was killing him.

‘The only reason I’m telling you, Jack, is because Claudia is refusing to take it.’

Brady stared at Gates numbly. He knew this job had meant everything to Claudia. ‘Why? Why isn’t she taking it?’

He couldn’t believe that she was walking away from everything she had fought so hard to achieve.

‘I was hoping you could tell me.’ Brady numbly shook his head.

He knew the answer, and Gates knew that. There was nothing he could do any more, so he stood up and left.