anything.”
“Is that it? Is that all you're going to do?” Eva said angrily.
“Mrs Westhall,” the Inspector said firmly. “ PC Barnes had a look around, I’m sure it was just kids, if anything else comes to light we will follow it up. Miss Cotter,” he said turning to Anna, “remember you are not a policewoman and while I can't stop you asking questions, I want you to let me know immediately if you find out anything.” He handed her his card and turned to go. PC Barnes followed him. Eva was left fuming in his wake.
Chapter five
Jane slowly came to. She opened her heavy eyelids, her head was pounding and her mouth was dry. It took her a moment to realise that she wasn't in her own bed, in her sister's house. She began to scream as the memory of her encounter with him began to surface. She tried to get out of the bed but her legs were weak and wouldn't hold her weight, her head was spinning and her stomach felt as though it was about to empty its contents at any moment. She lay back on the bed and tried to assess the situation. She was in big room, the walls were painted an egg-shell blue, the room itself was sparsely furnished with a pine wardrobe in one corner and beside it a matching dressing table and stool. The only window in the room was small and the bars on it looked new. She knew that even if she managed to open it she would be too big to fit through, the perfect prison, she thought miserably. The bed was sturdy oak, covered with white sheets and a floral duvet. The light coming from the small window was dim and she didn't know if it was day or night.
She tried again to get out of the bed, she was still woozy from whatever drug he had used to knock her out. Slowly she swung her legs out of the bed and made her way to the door, she turned the handle but nothing happened. She twisted and pulled but still nothing happened the door was locked. She started screaming again, shouting for him to let her out, she pounded her fists hard on the door pleading to be let go. Finally exhausted and with both fists bruised, she gave up and sank to the floor sobbing. Why was she here? What did he want from her? She was terrified beyond anything she had ever felt before. She had heard stories about people like him, awful stories of abduction and torture, read about people like herself in newspapers. Was he going to rape and murder her? What if he killed her and dumped her body where on one would ever find it. She trembled sobbing uncontrollably. She sat there by the door rocking herself back and forth.
Finally all cried out she forced herself to think, there must be a way out of this, people would be looking for her. Her sister would alert the police when she didn't come back from her run. They would find her, you couldn't just abduct someone and get away with it. Was there a chance he would let her go? Maybe he just wanted to scare her. The thought cheered her up, maybe it was money he was after. Her husband would pay she was sure of it. He still cared for her, they had been married for a long time, they had two children together, he would pay, they were well off. Then dark thoughts began to intrude again, what if he didn't pay? What if he just wanted her out of his life for good? Stop it, stop it she scolded herself again. Think positive... They had loved each other, she was the one that wanted a divorce, he had wanted them to work things out. Hadn't he promised never to look at another woman again? Sadly Jane realised that that was a promise he could never keep, she had forgiven him numerous times in the past, she just didn't have any trust left. Her friends had told her to leave him, she hadn't dared tell her sister the full extent of his adulteress behaviour, she knew what her reaction would have been, Eva would have killed him. No she couldn't ever take him back it