Chapter Fifty-Eight
East London Police Report
Victim: James White. Died of three stab wounds to abdomen.
Body discovered by Harry Hogg (bar security).
All the cameras in the back office were not working.
Bar was very busy that night. Andy Savage (customer) and Mike Tribe (customer) both reported seeing White wave at someone and point toward the back office.
Neither saw who he was waving at—there were numerous people standing by the bar at the time.
The bar staff claimed not to have seen anything.
Unknown female DNA found on three hair strands on floor near body.
The three hair strands have been misplaced from the evidence locker.
East London Police Report
Croydon Police Report
Victim: Will Callewaert. Died of one stab wound to the chest. His arm was burned four times with a cigarette. Body discovered by Laura Gracey (victim’s foster daughter). The cigarette used was found inserted into his right nostril. The cigarette only had the victim’s DNA on it.
August 2012
Witness Statement
Cheryl Bell, Capri Grand Hotel Guest
I definitely saw the two of them there. Her hair was different.
But god, I’d never forget those cheekbones.
I’d die for them. She’s so beautiful, right?
Do you think she’s all natural? I mean, the curve of her breasts looks so perfect you’d nearly…
Okay, okay, but you asked me if I was sure?
So yeah, I’m sure. Herb pissed me off as he kept staring at her.
And then I made him switch places with me, and then he got pissed off as I kept staring at her.
Like I said, she was…oh yeah, and her husband, he was something special too.
I only saw his back for most of dinner, but when they got up to leave—wow.
Herb told me I was drooling…Yeah, no I’m sure on the date.
It was our wedding anniversary. Real special evening.
August 2012
Witness Statement
Luca Savelli, Capri Grand Hotel Manager
He was a good tipper. The dead guy. He’s stayed here a few times. A few days ago, there was a bit of a misunderstanding with a waitress. I helped clear things up for him and he was grateful.
August 2012
Witness Statement
Luisa Edwards, Waitress at Giovanni’s Restaurant, Capri
That piece of shit put his hand up my skirt.
I freaked out and dropped the bottle of wine I was holding.
He was disgusting. I’m glad he’s dead. I mean, I didn’t do it, obviously.
I’m sure plenty would’ve loved to be the one to kill him.
All the girls knew about him. We always drew straws on who had to wait his table.
Management don’t give a shit, as he’s loaded.
It’s so depressing. Fuck, I need to get out of here.
My mother was right, I just…Yes, that couple were there when it happened.
I remember them. Who wouldn’t remember them?
They paid up and left before the shit did.
Racing back to their suite, probably. Lucky cow.
August 2012
Witness Statement
Marie Bosanquet, Reception, The Pampelonne Prestige, St. Tropez
No, they hadn’t stayed here before. I would’ve remembered them.
They were here for a thirtieth birthday party.
Some Russian guy’s. Apparently his family are a big deal.
It all got a little crazy. I remember we had to charge their damage deposit for at least one broken table.
People were dancing on them all night. And don’t even get me started on the mess in the…
Well, no I don’t think that couple were leading the trouble.
Just, you know, normal rich party guests.
I think they left before checkout. She was a redhead, not like your photo.
August 2012
Witness Statement
Dreya (No Last Name Given), Housekeeping, The Pampelonne Prestige, St. Tropez
I don’t want any trouble. I don’t…Okay…You’re a private investigator?
…How much?…No, okay I can help. Yes, I cleaned their room when they were here…
Any what?…No, no, nothing like that. Just usual, you know…
They were couple who liked to be alone in their room.
You know…Happy couple. Nothing else. I mean, there was a private problem.
Big stain on one of the towels. She said it was, you know, woman’s problem.
It happens, you know. She was very nice and apologetic about it.
Not like usual guests who trash everything and ignore me.
August 2012
Witness Statement
Alison Martin, Guest, The Pampelonne Prestige, St. Tropez
Oh god, I hated those two. They were in the next room to me.
Made me want to puke. Yeah, so you’re hot and into each other, bully for you.
Why’d you have to go round rubbing it in our faces.
Are they dead? Did he kill her?…No, no, I didn’t see him be violent or anything.
I was just hoping, you know, that no one can be as happy as that for real.