“He introduced himself as the PolSA: ‘Police Search Advisor’, he explained, unnecessarily, of course, given who he was speaking to. Mark didn’t correct him, having embarrassingly missed his name. The acting chief inspector he’d spoken to on the phone, Ray Barlow, arrived next, wide-eyed behind his spectacles and with a rather too respectful smile and shake of the hand. But Mark didn’t have time to indulge his own emotions now. Zac, who was grey with terror beneath his year-round suntan, was runn...ing towards them. His account was so incoherent Mark was glad he’d been able to establish the facts first. A motherly plain-clothes officer, who might as well have had family liaison officer stamped on her forehead just over a rather too ready smile, emerged from another vehicle and ushered the poor sod away from the action, in which he’d clearly wanted to be involved. Photos, she’d want, important information about Livvie’s medical history – anything to make the search process easier.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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