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me to contact you, sir. I’ll ring you back in a few minutes to give you chance to come round, shall I?’ Before he could speak, the caller hung up. Jen had gone into autopilot, so accustomed to the routine when he got called out and their sleep was disturbed. He smiled inwardly as he got a glimpse of her naked body before she covered it with her dressing gown. She turned as she switched on the big light, looked at him, froze, and then said, ‘Oh my god, Jack, what’s happened?’ She burst into tears as she rushed to his side of the bed. ‘Just tell me that one day you’ll walk away from it all,’ she begged, holding him so tight her knuckles were white.
    ‘Don’t worry, love, nothing will ever come between us. Definitely not the job. I love you, Miss Jones,’ he slurred, trying to stretch his mouth open as he reassuringly stroked her hair.
     
    Jennifer Jones worked at Harrowfield HQ in the admin department, which is where their eyes had first met. Their hands had accidentally touched putting the post in their pigeonholes. Passing the coffee cups had brought about electricity that he couldn’t ignore. He was like a lovesick teenager and he knew it when he began changing his routine just to catch a glimpse of her. He’d asked about her discreetly, but no one seemed to know much about Miss Jones other than that she lived alone. What he did know was that she was a stunner, and he wanted to know more. No one had guessed about the relationship so far, which was a miracle in the police force, but that’s the way he liked it. Let’s face it, Dylan thought, my life is sweet F.A. to do with anyone else. Dylan told Jen he wanted to protect her. To be honest he didn’t know if that was his real reason, but he did know that he stood on a lot of toes in both the criminal world and at the police station, and he didn’t want her to bear the brunt of any backlash he may have coming to him. There’d been a few close calls, but for now their secret was safe. His thoughts were interrupted by the shrill of the phone.
    ‘Don’t think you’re going anywhere without telling me what’s happened,’ she said, waving a finger at him now the initial shock was over. Jen moved swiftly. As he watched, his suit, shirt and tie come out of the wardrobe in double quick time. Reaching for the pen and paper he always kept by the bed for occasions such as these, he caught sight of the digital clock. It was 06.50 a.m. He yawned and licked his swollen lips before speaking, but a sharp pain with a burning sensation caused him to gasp.
    ‘Hello, boss. Body found at Dean Reservoir a short time ago.’ Dylan listened and took notes. ‘DS Farren wants you to meet her at Harrowfield nick.’
    Jen placed a steaming cup quietly beside him on the bedside table and planted a kiss on the top of his head. He took a sip of the coffee. ‘Shit,’ he squealed as the cup stuck to his lip.
    ‘Pardon sir?’
    ‘Yeah, tell her I’ll be there ASAP.’
    He dressed quickly. Dylan had basically moved in with Jen although he’d kept his flat on at HQ Training Centre for appearances’ sake.
    ‘Don’t worry, love, the idiot who did it is locked up,’ he said as he picked up his briefcase. ‘I’ll ring you when I know what’s happening.’ With that he gave her a hug as he flew out of the door. She watched the lights on his car as he reversed out of the driveway. She sighed. It depressed her to see what the job did to him. No sleep, a busted lip and not knowing what horrendous sight was awaiting him: that was just for starters today.
     
    Dylan and Dawn travelled in his car to Dean Reservoir. He travelled the road often, as did his fellow workers, because it was a short cut between Harrowfield nick and Tandem Bridge Station. The blustery winds made it feel cold and the clouds were grey and heavy, threatening rain. However Dylan was pleased that the traffic was surprisingly light.
    ‘Can we have the helicopter up, to attend the scene for an eye in the sky