“You ain’t here for Len, because he ain’t done nothing. I’m not stupid. I know you’re looking for me ’cos I’ve been texted by people.”
“Well then, you’ll know what it’s about, won’t you?”
She gave a long drawn out “No,” and attempted to look innocent.
“Yes you do Kerri-Ann, because for the past two weeks you’ve not been at your flat. In fact, we know you have been dossing around with whoever will put you up. Now if that’s not the actions of someone who’s scared or got something to hide, then I don’t know what is.”
Her face flushed.
Grace pointed at her bright red face, “You see Kerri-Ann, that tells me that you do know something. And I’ll tell you why I know that, shall I, because we’ve found your prints all over a friend of your’s bed-sit. A friend who has been murdered.”
Kerri-Ann stared at the floor.
Grace put her fingers under the girl’s chin and raised her face. She stared into Kerri-Ann’s eyes. “I think you and I need to have a little chat.”
Grace took hold of Kerri-Ann’s arm. She shook it away.
“I’m coming. No need for the rough stuff.”
Grace and Hunter exchanged glances. Then they followed Kerri-Ann to their car. She got into the back without any prompting.
Grace and Hunter jumped into the front seats.
Grace continued. “Look Kerri-Ann, please don’t make this hard for us. We know you’ve been a regular visitor to Jodie because for one you had a bit of a spat with one of the tenants. And we also know that you know something about Jodie’s murder.”
“I don’t,” she said sharply.
Grace leaned her head over the back of her seat. “Stop right there, young lady. This is not a game. For the past two weeks you have been avoiding someone and we know from talking to the people where you’ve been staying that you’ve been scared witless. In fact you told one of them that someone was out to kill you.”
“Big mouth,” she said.
“Maybe, but that’s because they care about you. Now I know you don’t see eye-to-eye with us, but you know from last time that we looked after you when you were our witness and we can do the same again. Your friend Jodie has been murdered. And the people who did it tried to make it look as though she’d overdosed. Jodie didn’t deserve to die and we know she died because she knew something, that she was hiding something. You don’t need me to tell you, because you already know what I’m going to say, those same people will find you and you could suffer the same fate unless you let us help you.”
“I don’t need no help.”
“Yes you do Kerri-Ann, because these people will stop at nothing until we put them away. And the only way we can put them away is with evidence.” Grace paused and let her words sink in. Then she said, “We need to know what Jodie told you — what secret she was keeping.”
“You don’t know what these people are like.”
“Oh, I think we do Kerri-Ann. And believe me, if you help us, I promise they won’t harm you.”
Kerri-Ann nervously picked at her fingers. She studied her hands for several seconds and then she looked up at Grace.
“Can you promise me?”
“Promise.”
She searched out both Hunter and Grace’s eyes. “It involves a cop you know…well an ex-cop. Well at least that’s what Jodie told me.”
“Go on.”
She lowered her chin and muttered, “She overheard something where she worked.”
“You’ll have to speak up Kerri-Ann, I can’t hear you properly.” said Grace. She reached over the front seat and tapped Kerri-Ann’s head. “Lift up and look at me please.”
Kerri-Ann raised her head. Tears had collected in the corners of her eyes. “Jodie didn’t do anything wrong. She was the bestest mate you could wish for. She got me off heroin you know.”
“That’s what friends are for, Kerri-Ann, there to look after you. Now it’s your turn to return the favour.”
“But I’m shit-scared about these guys. They don’t mess about, you know. And what’s to say, ’cos it’s one of your own, you won’t protect him?”
“Do you think if we wanted to protect him we’d be going to all this trouble to find you and offer to look after you?”
She shrugged.
“Think about it, Kerri-Ann. We want to put the people who killed Jodie away. I can assure you of that.”
Kerri-Ann first looked at Grace, then at Hunter.
He nodded his head in assurance.
She said, “I only know what Jodie has told me. I didn’t hear or see anything myself. In fact, now I wish she hadn’t told me. If she’d have just kept her mouth shut, she might not be dead.”
“When you say if she’d have kept her mouth shut, do you mean her telling that journalist?”
Kerri-Ann’s mouth dropped open in astonishment. “You know about that?”
Grace nodded back. “I told you Kerri-Ann, we know a lot. We know she told her secret to a journalist, but we don’t know what that secret was.”
“She just wanted to make some money to start a new life, she said. To be honest, I told her to be careful.”
“It’s too late though now Kerri-Ann, isn’t it? But you can help us get those responsible. We really need to know what Jodie told you.”
She fiddled with her hands again, this time rolling a couple of gold rings around her fingers. She chewed her bottom lip, then responded. “I want screens at court, you know. I don’t want these guys to see me.”
“We can arrange that.”
Kerri-Ann studied their faces for a few moments, then replied, “She heard an argument at the club where she was working.”
“The club?”
“Yeah, Jodie had a job working behind the bar of a strip club near Wakefield.”
“Owned by Peter Blake-Hall?”
“I don’t know who owned it, but she did mention a guy called Peter and another one called Ronnie. She didn’t tell me the name of the ex-cop involved. She just told me she knew it was an ex-cop she’d heard them arguing with.”
“Do you recall when this argument took place?”
She shook her head. “No, she told me all this about three weeks ago.”
“And what did Jodie say about what she heard?”
She seemed to study the question and then she answered. “I can’t remember what she told me word for word, ’cos she told me one night when we’d had a drink.” She sniggered, “Well it was more than one drink, the pair of us were half-pissed.”
“But you do remember what she told you?”
“Oh God, yes, I can’t forget what she said.”
“Go on then Kerri-Ann, tell us what you recall.”
“Well she didn’t know they were in the club. She’d gone in with the bar manager to help stock up. She was in the cellar and came up ’cos she heard arguing. She thought it was the manager at first. That someone had come in while they were shut and was trying to get a drink. When she got to the door, she realised it was the owner, that Peter guy, and his mate Ronnie. She’s told me about Ronnie before. He tried to tap her up once and she told him to back off. She didn’t like him at all. Anyway, she didn’t like to go into the bar with the owner being there and so just stood waiting behind the door until they’d finished. She said that there was this other guy there — an older guy and he was shouting something about his mate wanting to go to the cops or something. And Ronnie was telling this older guy that he needed to keep him in order and tell him what’s good for him. That if he grasses, then he as an ex-cop had a lot more to lose. That’s when Jodie picked up on the older guy being one of your lot.”
“Did she manage to get this man’s name — this ex-cop?”
“She never told me that. The only names she mentioned were Peter and Ronnie.”
“What else did she hear?”
“The ex-cop apparently said something about the other man having some evidence which could send them all down for a long time. Ronnie just went off on one after he said that — shouting at the ex-cop, saying that he needed to sort it or he would sort it for him. And Peter said if there really was some evidence then they needed to make sure it disappeared.”