
'And something to dull someone else's day,' said Felipe, pulling out a cosh from under the seat. 'There's blood and hair still stuck to it.'
'He's got GPS.'
'Anyone got the keys?' asked Felipe, over his shoulder.
The Guardia Civil handed him the keys, they turned on the electrics. Felipe played with the GPS.
'He was coming from Estepona, heading for Calle Garlopa in Seville Este.'
'That narrows it down to a few thousand apartments,' said Falcon.
'At least it didn't say Town Hall, Plaza Nueva, Seville,' said Jorge.
Everybody laughed and went quiet, as if it might not be so far from the truth.
Another hour and they'd been through the rest of the car. They crossed over the motorway with the evidence bags, loaded them into the back of their van and drove off. Falcon oversaw the loading of the Range Rover on to the breakdown truck.
First light creaked open at the hinge of the world as he walked back up to where the truck had hit the barrier, whose galvanized metal ballooned. The truck had been pulled away and was now on the hard shoulder, front jacked up behind the tow truck. He called Elvira to tell him that the Prosegur van had left and to make sure someone was at the Jefatura to receive the money. The forensics still needed to go over it before it could be sent to the bank.
'What else?' asked Elvira.
'A locked briefcase, a handgun, a bloody cosh, Krug champagne, vodka and a few grams of coke,' said Falcon. 'A violent party animal was Vasili Lukyanov.'
'Animal is the word,' said Elvira. 'He was arrested back in June on suspicion of rape of a sixteen-year-old girl from Malaga.'
'And he got off?'
'The charges were dropped on him and another brute called Nikita Sokolov and, having seen the photos of the girl, it's nothing short of a miracle,' said Elvira. 'But then I called Malaga and it seems that the girl and her parents have moved into a brand-new, four-bedroomed house in a development outside Nerja and her father has just opened a restaurant in the town… which is where his daughter now works. This new world makes me feel old, Javier.'
