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I’ve only started a few weeks ago here, so I don’t really know anyone yet,’ Cooper said as he led her across to his desk on which sat a large iMac.
    â€˜I’m here over a year and I still feel that way,’ Lucy said, gaining his smile in reciprocation.
    â€˜I’m not sure if that’s comforting or not,’ he said. ‘I’ve hacked into this phone. Look at this.’
    Lucy moved in closer as Cooper leaned in towards the screen, bringing up on the iMac an image of what was showing on the phone’s screen. She felt the pressure of him beside her, but didn’t move.
    When he spoke again, his voice was deeper, quieter, as if in accommodation of her proximity. ‘Up until about eight weeks ago, she was using this phone for everything. Texting, calls, the lot. Then she stopped. The only calls she made to and from there are to four different numbers. Here.’
    He pointed on screen to the listed numbers. Lucy immediately recognized one as the number for the residential unit in the Waterside run by Social Services where Karen had been resident, and the second as Robbie’s work mobile number. Robbie had been Karen Hughes’s key worker. He was also Lucy’s former boyfriend. Lucy told Cooper the first of these pieces of information.
    â€˜The other two numbers are also to mobiles registered with Social Services,’ he said.
    â€˜But she didn’t make
any
other calls?’
    Cooper shook his head.
    â€˜She must have got a new phone and didn’t tell them,’ Lucy said.
    â€˜That’s what it looks like. She also stopped using this one for internet access. But I was still able to trace her history from before she changed. I also managed to access her Facebook account. She has about a hundred friends,’ Cooper said. ‘I managed to trace a lot of them back to the contacts listed on the SIM card of the phone.’
    â€˜You’ve only had this since Friday afternoon,’ Lucy commented, impressed.
    â€˜The case has changed from missing person to murder. I assumed that took priority over checking bankers’ accounts for fraud.’
    â€˜I’m not complaining, trust me,’ Lucy said.
    Cooper smiled as he turned to the screen again. In the wake of the movement, Lucy could still smell the citrus scent of his aftershave.
    â€˜She has a number of friends who she’s not really in contact with – pop groups and that. And a few fellas who obviously know friends of hers in real life, based on their messages to her on Facebook.’
    He scrolled through the friends list and stopped at someone called Paul Bradley. ‘Then we have him.’
    â€˜Paul Bradley?’
    â€˜They became friends three months ago. I’ve printed out the status comments between them. Here.’
    He handed her a list of messages which she read through quickly. The first was dated 18 September. Karen and Bradley had become friends and he had thanked her for adding him, which suggested he had made the first approach. The same day, Karen had posted a comment about a band she was listening to, and Bradley had liked her comment. This continued until Karen had, according to her news feed, updated her profile picture two months previous. In the picture, her eyes were not quite meeting the lens, her smile embarrassed. Her hands were clasped in front of her as though crossing one arm over the other.
    The message from Paul Bradley simply said, ‘
Cute pic
.’
    Karen’s reply had been simply ‘
LOL
’.
    â€˜Laugh out loud,’ Cooper said. ‘It’s one of those—’
    â€˜I am younger than you,’ Lucy said.
    â€˜Do you think?’ Cooper laughed gently.
    Lucy smiled as she read Bradley’s reply. ‘
Seriously. Cute pic. U R gorgeous
.’
    â€˜
HaHaHa
,’ was Karen’s response.
    â€˜That’s a standard expression of amusement, both for the younger generation and indeed for my own,’