We had a hot tip from a nark in south-east London about Cedric’s icing. The lead went cold on us pretty fast. The person we wanted to speak to had slipped out of the country.
I asked The Chief for more resources for this enquiry before things snowball out of control. He said there’s a freeze on spending. It’s crystal clear more people are needed to work this case, or it will continue at a glacial pace.
The likely source of the weapon has been identified. We’re pretty sure it was from the organic frozen vegetable range in the Iceland on St. Stephen’s Street.
I wasn’t expecting an avalanche of witnesses, after the call to the public for help, but I realise the local football team play in yellow for good reason – the locals are scared. If we lean on the right person I’m sure they’ll sing like a canary.
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