His eyebrows raised with Bruce's entrance.
"I couldnae git ahold o' that 'acker I mentioned either Bruce."
"Alright, we've no need fur the hacker anyway, wis just a backup incase Bob here didnae get the files. Which as it 'appened 'e did."
Duncan slotted the data stick into his readied reader. Please wait: Reading data 5%
After a minute, it's managed to read a whole 17% of the file.
Embarresed, M'guire explained "Sorry boys, but it's'an old machine... Only one I kid git ma hands own at short notice... Anyway, I've only 'ad a quick look at the data, but it's whit we're after. Th' investigation files own Abigail, an' a dump 'o Greene's messages an' files."
He motioned at Robert to continue.
After a deep breath, a minute collect his thoughts, Robert started his tale.
"Well, sirs, the reason that the investigation is goin' so slowly is because Commisioner Greene is throwing up as much red tape as he can. Also seems that the lead invesitagtor ain't pullin' 'is weight, in that 'e's not following up on leads, and on a few cases a piece o' evidence 'as disappeared. If the officers bring it up, they're booted from th' investigation, with an order ta keep quiet about the investigation. Since I managed to get into Greene's trust, I 'ad a word with the lead investigator, a Quentin Garside. After a few drinks, I managed to get something of interest outta him. Seems Greene's running the whole case, but in Garside's name, he'd not go inta detail, but apparently, he was asked to play leader, and he'd get the glory, but none of the work, but he had to keep mum 'bout it. After that, 'e tried to buy me off, had ta accept, an' now break ma word... But had ta do it.
Also, foun' something odd when I wis watching Greene. 'E never seemed to be tired, or even hungry. An' I was with 'im a fair amount, an' over half a week too. Ain't natural... Same 'as his manners, something's off.
And that's as much as I can remember to say..."
Duncan's shock at what his nephew had done, changed to pride when Robert sat down.
Looking round at Robert, Duncan could only ask "When'd ye git so giid...?"
Robert only replied with a sheepish smile.
Looking around the table, the M'guires waited for the next report.
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