More drugs.
Satisfaction filled him as he took a photo and made a note of the GPS.
It appeared he would get his wish.He’d be seeing Dot again.
With that thought warming him, he headed for the surface.
***
“Why did we find your fingerprints on the drug barrel?”Dot asked Colin after she’d gone through the preliminaries of recording the interview.
Colin stared at the table in front of him, hands clenched together.
Dot glanced at Martin to check if he wanted to say anything.He shook his head.“How long have you been working for Stonefish?”
He cringed, almost curling inwards as if trying to hide, and pressed his lips together.
What had happened to the enthusiastic, law-abiding constable?“Did they threaten you or one of your loved ones?”She didn’t know much about Colin’s family.He’d brushed questions aside when she’d asked, and she’d respected his privacy, knowing she didn’t like to talk about her family either.
Still nothing.
“Colin, the more information you can give us, the better it will be for you.”
“I’m going to gaol,” he said.
Dot tried again.“Did you know what was in the barrels?”
His thumb rubbed at a mark on the white table.
“Who were you working with?”
His stroke paused and then continued.
“Are they local?”A tiny flinch this time.
Martin was equally silent.Usually he’d be the one to jump in and demand answers when they questioned anyone.His patience was non-existent.Was he stunned by Colin’s actions, or was he equally involved and didn’t want Colin to confess?
Maybe he felt sorry for him.He had been Colin’s mentor since he arrived and this had to be disappointing.
“Colin, if you weren’t a willing participant, telling us what you know may help others from being in the same circumstances as you.”
This time his gaze flicked to hers for a second and then down again.
“You promised to serve and protect,” Dot continued.“You can still protect others by giving us information.”
“But not himself,” Martin pointed out.
Dot scowled.Now he speaks up, just in time to dissuade Colin from giving them information.“Colin knows he’s going to gaol, but he can still help those who are vulnerable.”
“Lee,” Colin said.“It was Lee who gave me the drugs and helped me sink the barrels.”He didn’t look at either of them.
She sat back, surprised.“How did you meet up with Lee?”
“We met earlier in the year when all the stuff happened at the Ridge,” he said.“Later, after we realised he was working with Stonefish, he approached me.Knew things about my little sister, said he would hurt her if I didn’t help him.”Colin kept his gaze fixed on the table, his words almost robotic, as if he’d practised what he would say.“I only did it once.Helped put the empty barrels out there.I didn’t know what they were going to put in them.”
Wait.He’d said Lee had given him the drugs.She filed it away and kept with the current questioning.“When?”
A hesitation.“August.”
