The End in the Beginning

Ros left the Med Bay, glad that Michael and Claire seemed happy with her. She knew the doctor and nurse were never going to convince her to slow down. Mike Barrett had given up trying to get the various officers of Section D to take less risks. He knew it wasn't going to be the last time Ros Myers attended his Med Bay under strict orders from her seniors. He watched her leave the Bay talking quietly to Lucas as they headed along the corridor. He shook his head, hoping she finally realised she was not 21 anymore.

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"I did a DVLA search." Tariq headed over to where Adam was sat at the desk talking to Dimitri and Beth. Both seemed to be as fed up with the case and exhausted as they looked up. "I've passed the number plate's address onto Erin and Calum. I think they are headed over there with the police now."

"The car wasn't stolen?"

"Nope." Tariq flopped down on the Zaf had abandoned minutes earlier.

"Really? Not exactly the brightest star in the sky this one." Beth rolled her eyes.

"Its worse than stolen. Its an insurance write off. No way it should be on the road. Cut and Shut. Explains how Ros was able to get out of the boot so easily." Tariq stretched. "Catherine and Will are talking Kyla now. I can't believe this case has been as frustrating as it has been. Gruber's dead. We know the other IEDS have been picked up. These guys have all the intelligence of a postage stamp and they still aren't in custody." He yawned as Adam nodded.

"Yet. We will get them. Don't worry about that. Gruber's sidekick - Deanna Jones is a thug. Not exactly the smartest we have ever dealt with." Catherine joined them. "She has been serving time for violence. Beat her ex partner to a pulp, put her in prison. But whoever gave Gruber the bomb is also pulling her strings." Ruth folded her arms. "To Gruber she was a hired thug. Handy to keep around while she was intimidating those she felt were easy targets. I've cross referenced what Ros found with what I managed to get from the records. We know who visited them and we know how often. It has only been one man who has visiting them. Its only now I have been able to get access to his records."

"Who?" Adam glared as Ros and Lucas joined them on the Grid.

"Simon Anderson. Known KKK member and White Supremacist." Ruth couldn't keep the distain from her voice. "I didn't even think of an American connection until his name came up. The only thing is, he is another dead end."

"Why?" Adam grabbed his jacket, wincing in pain as his shoulder protested.

"His body was pulled out of the river this morning. Whoever was really behind this has been cleaning up."

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Erin looked at the old shop front. It was clearly some time since the place had been used as a tobacconist but Tariq had been certain this was the address the car was registered to.

"Do I get the feeling someone is playing silly buggers?" Calum glared. Erin nodded. Moments later they were inside with police officers checking every room in the small building. The police officer yelled that the place was empty. Erin felt sick, knowing that the smell of cannabis in the air was more likely to interest the police than the absence of their suspect.

"Place looks abandoned." Erin glared. "She's gone."

"So what now?"

"Now we explain to Harry that Deanna Jones is missing." Erin looked around. "And instead we have apparently found a thriving Cannabis farm." She shrugged. "Not exactly our remit."

"So? She's gone."

"No, we will catch up with her. But not today." Erin ushered him out of the building allowing the police to finish their work. She hoped the case was over. Something told her it was probably just an interval. A stumbling block and they'd catch up with the bad girls again.

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A/N Not happy with ending. Please review