Dot’s muscles tensed as Myra climbed out and walked to the police car.Dot opened the back door.“Hop in.”
“Am I under arrest?”
“No.”Not yet, but it was likely she’d be arrested for aiding and abetting.
When Myra was inside, Dot moved Myra’s car to a parking spot.She called the Retribution Bay station, but as Constable Colin Lipscombe answered, she had misgivings about telling him she’d found Myra.“Colin, can you track down Myra Simpson’s parents?They might be able to contact her.”
“Will do.”
“Run a check on her as well.I want to know anything you find.”
“On it.”
Dot hung up and stared at the phone, unease filling her.This case had her seeing conspiracies all over the place and she hated it.She tugged at her hair.Her colleagues would find out she’d caught Myra soon enough, but she wanted to see what information they revealed.For the past month, she’d wondered whether perhaps there was a leak in her station.They’d missed too many opportunities for it to be a coincidence.
She drove back to the Carnarvon police station, and it wasn’t long before she was sitting in a plain, grey interview room with Myra, the plastic chair hard and uncomfortable.The young woman brushed wisps of her brown hair behind her ears and then clenched her hands together and sat straight, determination in her gaze as if she’d come up with a plan.“Why do you need to speak to me?”
Dot wanted to roll her eyes.This was how Myra wanted to play it?She pressed record on the recording machine and explained who was in the room and what was going to occur.“Two children from your class were kidnapped from school today.Why don’t you tell me what happened?”
“I didn’t kidnap them.”
“No, but I need to know what happened at the school.When did you discover they were missing?”She clicked her pen, ready to take notes.
“After lunch, when they didn’t come back to class.”
“None of the children mentioned it to you?”
Myra shifted in her chair.“The children had been talking nonsense about buried treasure all morning.”
Shit.One more headache she didn’t need.“What were they saying?”
“Natasha claimed Jordan had found buried treasure and was showing off a fake gold coin.”
Dot had had misgivings when she’d heard the children had seen the treasure.“Did you see the coin?”
“I confiscated it.”
Interesting.“And where is the coin now?”
Myra’s gaze shifted to the wall.“At the school.”
“Where exactly?I’ll get one of my officers to collect it for evidence.”
Her eyes flared briefly.“I think I left it in my desk drawer.In all the excitement, I don’t recall.”
Dot jotted a note to get Colin to check.She’d bet the coin was somewhere in Myra Simpson’s car.
“None of the children told you Jordan and Cody had been taken from the school?”
Myra blinked at the change of topic.“No.”
“Not even Lara Stokes?”
She glanced at Dot as if trying to figure out what she knew.“Lara has a fanciful imagination.”
That was a non-answer.“So she did mention it to you?”
“She might have.”
