Hegarty shrugged again. ‘It’s what I do, Mr Kilgore. Can we now get to the point of your visit?’
An instant later there was a terrible scream. Natalie’s voice.
‘DAAAAN!’
71
Monday, 4 November
After he had updated the Acting ACC and obtained her agreement, Roy Grace returned to the next briefing meeting, deep in thought. The words of that sage, the thirteenth-century monk, William of Occam, who posited that the most obvious explanation for anything would usually be the correct one, resonated so often for him. He was looking for that obvious explanation now.
Archie Goff had been badly beaten. Had his assailants planned to kill him after torturing him, or were they just teaching him a lesson? Had his dying on them spared them the job of finishing him off – or had it created a major problem for them?
Or an opportunity?
Thinking out loud, he said, ‘Was Goff being given a punishment for crossing someone, or was he being tortured for information? If the latter, did his torturers get what they wanted before he died?’
‘Isn’t that level of brutality something we associate with Eastern European gangs, boss?’ Jon Exton, who had recently joined the investigation team, replied. ‘From what we know of Goff, he operated as a lone wolf burglar – he’s very unlikely to have been doing business with any of the gangs, he doesn’t have any past form for drugs, or people trafficking. That’s not his thing.’
‘What about if he’d burgled the wrong person?’ Jack Alexander suggested. ‘Perhaps the house of an Albanian mobster – someone like that?’
Grace nodded. ‘It’s a possibility.’
‘Should we look at all the reported burglaries of substantial properties in the time since Goff’s release from prison – and before he went in?’ Alexander suggested.
Grace nodded. ‘But if Goff upset someone enough to have all that done to him, the person he burgled isn’t necessarily the type to think of calling the police as their first resort.’
‘Good point, sir,’ Alexander conceded. Then he appeared distracted by his computer screen.
Grace thought hard again for some moments. ‘We need to try to establish what Goff’s torturers wanted and how many of them there were. Nadiuska identified fresh marks from restraints on Goff’s wrists, ankles and around his chest. I think it’s likely there was more than one person involved in his torture,’ he said to the team. ‘A minimum of two, maybe more.’
‘I agree, boss,’ Branson said.
‘I’m trying to put myself in the mindset of someone torturing their victim, either for retribution or to get information from them, and then their victim unexpectedly dying on them,’ Grace said. ‘They chose a street in a smart residential area. The only thing that makes any possible sense to me, as we discussed, is that this street was specifically chosen, for a reason. To make a statement? To Hegarty?’
‘We do know that some of the Eastern European gangs put bodies of people who’ve crossed them outside the homes of their enemies as a warning,’ Polly Sweeney said.
‘Yes, I’ve had experience of that,’ Grace said. Throughout his career investigating major crimes, he well knew that while every murder was a huge puzzle, hundreds and sometimes thousands of pieces that had to be painstakingly put together, often it was either a piece of sheer luck, or out-of-the-box, blue-sky thinking that ultimately nailed the offenders.
And a wild, blue-sky thought was going through his mind right now. Stuart Piper’s name had showed up on the crashed Audi linked to Charlie Porteous’s death. Potting and Wilde had interviewed Piper – a significant art collector – in his grand country house, filled with fine paintings. Archie Goff was a career country house burglar. His body had been deposited outside the house of a renowned art forger. Stuart Piper, despite having no criminal record, was of interest to Interpol, and a major player in the art world. Charlie Porteous had a seemingly high-value painting in his possession at the time of his murder. The Kiplings had had an attempted burglary shortly after appearing on the Antiques Roadshow television programme with a potentially high-value painting. The burglary had happened very shortly after Archie Goff had been released on bail from prison.
How to make the connection, if there was one . . .
Follow the money? That had in recent times become one of the tenets of major crime investigations. He turned to Denyer. ‘Emily, make sure your financial profiling confirms who might have put up the bail money.’
Luke Stanstead raised his arm. ‘Boss, intel on Goff is that he had a new love in his life, a lady called Isabella Reyzebal. What we know about her is that she is a lab technician with a hobby of belly dancing.’
‘Woo-hooo!’ exclaimed Potting. ‘If I had a lady like that in my life, I’d do anything to find fifty K to get out and be with her!’
Smiling, and ignoring the reaction of his team, Grace replied, ‘You’re saying, Norman, if you were Goff, you’d sell your soul for that bail money?’
Potting frowned. ‘Meaning what, chief?’
‘Meaning just that, Norman,’ Grace replied. ‘Perhaps Goff, desperate to be with his girlfriend, agreed a deal with one of his network of dodgy pals in exchange for a favour. A pretty big favour.’
Potting nodded. ‘I think I’m on your bus, chief.’
‘Hope you bought a ticket, Norman,’ Velvet Wilde said. ‘Or did you use your free Senior Citizen bus pass?’
Everyone laughed, including Grace. ‘What I’m positing is that someone wanted Archie Goff out of jail to do a job for them.’ He noticed that Jack Alexander was no longer listening but absorbed in reading something on his screen.
‘Sir.’ Jon Exton raised a hand. ‘Are you thinking Goff might have been tortured because he failed to deliver whatever the person who stood his bail wanted?’
‘Exactly that, Jon, that is my primary hypothesis right now. We need to find out who really provided the fifty thousand pounds, and establish Goff’s movements from his release from Lewes Prison to the time of his death. I’d like you and Polly to see what you can establish from the prison’s exterior CCTV – did someone pick him up on his release, on the morning of 24 October, or did he take a bus or train back to Brighton that morning? If someone picked him up in a car, then you might be able to track its movements through the ANPR cameras and Brighton Police’s own network of CCTV cameras – we know they cover all the main routes in and out and through the city.’
‘Will do, boss,’ Exton said and looked at Sweeney, who nodded.
Grace glanced at his notes. ‘Our next briefing will be at 6 p.m. Does anyone want to add anything?’
Alexander raised his arm. ‘Something of interest has literally just come in, sir.’ He pointed at his laptop. ‘It’s from Andy Slark at the Collision Investigation Unit. It’s quite long so I’ll summarize. He’s managed to retrieve the data from the airbag sensors of the crashed Audi A6 that was discovered in Burgess Hill, on the morning of 16 October 2015. This is the vehicle that was linked to the murder of Charlie Porteous.’
Grace felt a surge of excitement. ‘Yes, Jack.’
Alexander continued. ‘Slark reports that the airbag sensors fitted to this vehicle – and many other of the more modern upmarket models – measure and record the weight and height of the driver and front-seat passenger with a fair degree of precision, in order to gauge the force of deployment in the event of a collision.’
‘Anything else?’ Grace asked.
‘Slark says that the height and weight of both the driver and passenger were similar.’