The Manhattan Puzzle

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work.’
    ‘The river police?’
    The policewoman looked at her, assessing her, it seemed. ‘In case he committed suicide.’ Her expression softened a little.
    She swallowed hard. Suicide. She held the edge of the table tight, her fingers white with the effort.
    ‘Are you all right, Mrs Ryan?’
    Isabel nodded.
    The policewoman went on, leaning towards her. ‘Did you and Mr Ryan have any marital problems?’ She emphasised the word, marital.
    ‘No.’ Isabel looked her in the eye.
    ‘How does your husband normally react to stress?’ She reminded Isabel of a cat playing with its food.
    ‘Nothing gets to Sean. He just keeps rolling, bouncing off things. That’s how he puts it.’ She sat up straighter, the memory of him saying that playing through her mind.
    The policewoman smiled at Isabel, as if she didn’t believe her.
    ‘We were supposed to be meeting Sean’s uncle and aunt tomorrow. They’re on holiday in Paris.’ A pang of guilt ran through her. Sean’s uncle had been diagnosed with Huntington’s a few years before. The last thing he needed was for his dead brother’s son, who he’d promised to look out for, to disappear and for the police to be investigating him.
    How was she going to tell them?
    ‘Did your husband organise this holiday?’ The policewoman’s eyebrows were up.
    ‘No, I did.’
    ‘Was there any particular reason for the timing? Isn’t BXH pretty busy right now?’
    ‘We’re going to meet Sean’s nearest relatives. This is the time when they come over to Europe. And we need a break. I deserve it. Sean deserves it. He’s been working very hard.’ Isabel gave her a paper-thin smile.
    ‘Have you any reason to believe your husband might be with another woman?’ The policewoman leaned forward. Her eyelids were drooping.
    ‘No.’
    She made a note in her notebook, then glanced at Isabel. She wasn’t smiling now.
    ‘I’ve never even suspected him of anything like that.’
    ‘We’re just trying to understand where he might be.’
    There was a stubborn look on the policewoman’s face, as if she wasn’t at all convinced that Sean wasn’t with a mistress somewhere, enjoying himself.
    ‘We found passports upstairs, but not your husband’s, Mrs Ryan. Does he keep his somewhere else?’
    ‘I thought they were all upstairs.’ Had Sean taken his with him? Her hands felt cold again. She spotted the red apples and Conference pears she’d bought the day before to snack on. The thought of eating made her stomach tighten.
    ‘What did you study in college, Mrs Ryan?’
    She didn’t answer for a few moments. It suddenly struck her that she might be a suspect too; that her background made it possible that there was more going on here.
    She’d become an IT security consultant because she wanted to do something that took advantage of her security experience while she was with the Foreign Office.
    ‘Biology,’ she said. When she went to the University of London, she’d imagined biological science would be a great course to get dates on. As it turned out, most of the other students were either too painfully shy to talk to a girl, or they acted like superior nerds.
    The policewoman sniffed. ‘I see.’ There was a pause while she wrote something down. ‘And have you worked for BXH at any time?’
    ‘No,’ she replied. ‘I worked at the Foreign Office until a few years ago. But you will be aware that I’m not allowed to talk about my work there.’ They had to know about the Official Secrets Act. They would have signed it themselves.
    From the curious look on the policewoman’s face, Isabel got the impression she thought Isabel was hiding something.
    ‘My husband is working on a project for BXH. That’s all.’
    The policewoman gave her a nod.
    ‘Did your husband keep anything from his office anywhere else in the house, aside from in that room upstairs?’
    ‘No.’ She shook her head.
    That was when she noticed all the drawers in the kitchen cabinet, one of those old ones

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