Part 25 (1/2)

'It had to be someone local.'

'Why?'

'Well, who else was in the immediate area apart from locals?'

'n.o.body that we know of, apart from the party of four tourists we can't identify.'

'What about guests staying at the Light House?'

'They'd already stopped taking bookings before Christmas, remember? There was no one staying at the Light House.'

'No one?'

'Well, no one who wasn't local. No one except the Whartons themselves.'

'Is that right?' Cooper turned suddenly to Murfin, who stopped chewing whatever it was he'd surrept.i.tiously sneaked into his mouth. 'Gavin, when you finally got to the Light House that day, it must have been a few hours after the Pearsons had been reported missing?'

'Of course.'

'Who was there?'

'At the Light House? Just the Whartons, and a couple of regulars.'

'Which regulars?'

'Ian Gullick, Vince Naylor. They were always there. Practically lived in the place. They spent every hour they could in the games room.'

'It was the day before Christmas, though.'

'So?'

'Hasn't everyone been telling us that the Light House was always closed over Christmas? If the pub was shut, what were Naylor and Gullick doing there?'

'I don't know.'

'You didn't ask?'

'Ben, we were in the middle of a major search operation, not to mention the effects of a snowstorm. It never occurred to me to ask them what they were doing there. I suppose I just thought they were helping to clear the snow or something.'

'How had they come? In a four-wheel drive, or what?'

'I don't know. I can't remember seeing anything. When I think about it, I don't think even a four-wheel drive would have made it to the pub in those conditions. Our vehicles couldn't. We had to walk.'

'Yes,' said Cooper, picturing the depth of snow covering the access to the Light House from the road. 'There's only one way anyone could have got up there. It would have needed a farmer with a tractor.'

'I'm amazed this wasn't followed up at the time,' said Fry. 'Here are two individuals who might have had a grudge against the Pearsons. They were witnessed having an argument with them forty-eight hours previously, and they were on the scene not long after David and Trisha disappeared. What was the SIO thinking of?'

'There were multiple witness statements taken from customers and staff who were at the Light House on the night after the argument,' said Cooper. 'Gullick and Naylor had no contact with the Pearsons that night. Maurice Wharton said he would never have let the two of them back into the pub if they hadn't promised to behave themselves and stay away from the Pearsons. And by all accounts they did behave themselves. Apart from the angry words spoken the previous night, there was no suspicion against Naylor or Gullick, or any of their friends.'

'We need to ask them some more questions.'

'Of course. That's what we're here for.'

'One more thing,' said Fry. 'Samantha Merritt gave us the names of some teachers she said her husband used to have a drink with sometimes after school. We talked to those teachers. And guess what? They said that a group of them often used to go for a drink, but that Aidan Merritt hardly ever joined them. They couldn't explain why he would say that.'

'And what do you think, Diane?'

She shrugged. 'The usual reason would be an affair, wouldn't it? You know, I'm going to be a bit late, dear a I'm just going for a drink with a few people from school.'

'The usual reason,' said Cooper. 'But ... Aidan Merritt?'

'Why not Aidan Merritt?'

'I don't know. He just doesn't seem the type.'

'You never knew him. Or wait a did you? Maybe you had a private chat with him at the Light House some time? During the Young Farmers' soiree maybe? A drunken get-together over a pint of Old Moorland, was it?'

'No,' said Cooper calmly. 'I've just talked to a few people about him. That's what we do. We get an idea of what sort of person the victim was.'

'You don't need to to tell me how to do my job.'

'I'm not trying to, but-'

'So can you think of another reason why Merritt would consistently lie to his wife about what he was doing after work?'

'Well, no.'

'Okay. Then perhaps we could explore the possibility that he was having an affair.'

'Fine.'

'That wasn't too difficult in the end, was it?'

Cooper watched her leave. He wondered if Fry actually thought she'd won him over, convinced him with the force of her argument and brought him on to her side. Well, she might want to believe that. But all she'd done was convince him that he'd have to find a new approach to the problem.

'We could try asking the first Mrs Rochester.'

'Who?'

'Betty Wheatcroft,' said Cooper. 'Mrs Wheatcroft was very upset by the death of Aidan Merritt. She's a bit nervous about being on her own, I think. In fact, she seems to be developing irrational fears about someone coming to her house to attack her.'

'Violence like that can be very worrying to old people. They feel vulnerable, and they don't really know where the danger might come from.'

'Yes, you're right. But in my view she was a little too upset. It wasn't just a general fear. I'm sure Merritt meant something to her personally.'

That morning, Superintendent Branagh sat Cooper down in her office. DI Hitchens was already there, leaning against the window. His jaw was set in a stubborn line, like a man who'd decided on a course of action and was determined to go through with it.