Chapter 56 Chapter Fifty-Five

Becky was getting more and more anxious and had already called Sophie.Sophie said that she finally contacted Olivia and warned her that she wanted to get the address, but as soon as Robert was mentioned on the island, Olivia hung up the phone.That was about twenty minutes ago, when Becky and Tom were still on the road, and no one had called through Olivia since.This is not quite right. The officer did a good job of showing them around Alderney.They struggled to find all the houses that might match the few details they knew. "The problem," he said, "is that many of these houses belong to people who only come to the island a few times a year. If they rent out the house privately, we may not know it, so it will be troublesome. We You can knock on the door, but if there is no response, does it mean that he has taken her as a hostage, or does it mean that there is no one in the house?"

They stopped in the driveway of a pretty stone house, and Becky saw right away what a place it would be to live in, with a back garden that stretched almost to the sea.They knocked on the door, but there was no answer.Tom went around the back of the house to look around, and was back in a moment. "I don't think it's this building, there isn't a lot of sand on the beach, and I'm sure Mrs. Evans said that Robert talked to himself about the color of the sand," he said. "Olivia may have shown him The view from the window, but it's certainly not Kemes Bay."

"You're right, Tom. I should remember that." Becky wanted to reproach herself severely.They may not have known the importance of sand color, but it was sand that Robert was interested in.Mentioning the benches proved less helpful than they had hoped, and the island is full of benches that have become fond memories for so many couples. They got in the car and headed to the next house, this time focusing only on those near the sandy beach. "Just wondering," said the officer, passing the two cyclists, "what would you do if we found Mr. Brooks?" "We'll arrest him on suspicion of a murder," Becky answered.

"I'm sorry, Inspector," said the officer with a tinge of pain, "but you have no jurisdiction here. You cannot arrest him, nor can I arrest him on the basis of your unsubstantiated assertions." "Damn it!" Becky muttered softly.Does that mean that even if they find him, he can just leave? "It's all right, Becky." Tom turned to her and gave her a knowing smile. "I know that. When we got on the plane, you were rushing everyone to get things done, and I called for a warrant. Already Someone's working on it, and they'll send the original over here, how about that?" Tom looked at the officer.

"We're going to present the warrant to the Master of Alderney Court. When do you think the warrant will arrive, Chief Inspector?" "Tomorrow at the earliest. Call me Tom, this is Becky." "My name is Ray," he replied, "and we're going to plan what we'll do if we find the Mr. Brooks you're looking for. Any ideas?" There was a brief silence that was interrupted by Ray's phone ringing.Before he could give his name, Becky heard a scream on the phone. "Calm down, Marjorie, I can't hear what you're saying, take a deep breath and say it again."

There was a slight pause, and Ray continued to listen. "Okay. Thanks, Marjorie. You've done a good job, you've done nothing wrong. Don't worry, take care of your daddy. I'll come over to your house later and let you know how we're doing." Ray hung up the phone and pulled over the car. "I think we've found him," was all he said.