“Those barrels would have been gone this morning if I hadn’t collected them,” Dot countered, in no mood to play nice.“A boat went to get them last night.”
“And you didn’t stop them?”
“I couldn’t, but I got photos.”She walked through to her office, placed her coffee on the table, and took the camera out of her backpack.Rodney stormed in.
“Show me the photos.”
Dot glared at him.“Give me a second.”As his face went red she added, “Did you have time to question Colin in Carnarvon?”
“Stupid kid.He didn’t know much.”
“What did he know?”Dot connected the camera to her computer and turned both on.
“He went out every week to check the barrels.If they were heavy, he’d notify Lee.”
It was interesting Lee was involved.Dot suspected Georgie had been lying about what had happened when Matt had been kidnapped a couple of months ago.Lee hadn’t been mentioned, but there had definitely been another set of footprints at the scene.And Georgie showed no signs of remorse for killing a man, if that was indeed true.
Was Lee on the outer with Stonefish and didn’t know when the drugs were being delivered?Or was it because he was in hiding up here that he couldn’t get decent communication channels?
“Anything else?”
“He spent a lot of time apologising and swearing he didn’t want to do it.”Rodney sounded bored.
Her computer recognised the camera connected and opened the folder.Dot copied the photos she’d taken last night to her hard drive and then opened the first one.Dark and blurry.
“That will be a real help in identifying the boat,” Rodney said, peering over her shoulder.
Dot ignored him and clicked on the next photo, an equally blurry mess.She clicked the next and found one in focus.Good.She zoomed in, but the light wasn’t good enough to make out the writing on the side of the boat.She wrote an estimate of the boat size and description to search the boat database before clicking to the next photo.Jackpot.
Cersei.
She opened the boat registration database and searched, scrolling through the results.Hamilton.Kristy and Steven Hamilton.More than enough evidence to pay them a visit.Satisfaction filled her.Finally she was getting somewhere.
“Do you know them?”Rodney asked.
Dot nodded.“They’re known for their domestic fights, but they only seem to argue when it drags us away from investigating Stonefish further.I’ve never seen a bruise on Kristy, however they break some furniture or glass and yell loud enough to concern the neighbours.”She’d thought it odd when the arguments had begun at the beginning of the year.The two had always seemed to have a good relationship.Now it made perfect sense.“Let’s go bring them in.”
“This is hardly enough evidence to tie them to the drugs.They could argue they were fishing.”
She hadn’t shown him the drone footage yet.Bracing herself for his displeasure, she clicked on another folder.“This is enough evidence.”She played the video of Steven watching the Stokes.
“Where the hell did you get this?”
“From the drone in the hideout.”As he sputtered his displeasure, she continued, “I took a copy of the footage before I sent it to Perth.”
“That’s highly inappropriate.I’m lead on this investigation.You should have told me.”
“A lot has happened since yesterday.”She didn’t want to waste time arguing.“Shall we bring them in?”
“Them?”
Dot clicked on the other drone video.“This was taken on a day we were investigating Stonefish.”She pointed out the police boat.“We got a call shortly after about a domestic disturbance at their place.They argue when they want to stop us from investigating something.”
“One drone video isn’t proof.”
It wasn’t, but she was certain she was on the right track.Still, she bit her tongue and asked, “What would you like to do?”
“I’ll bring Steven in for questioning.”
