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    My Daughter Is Missing
    My Daughter Is Missing
    My Daughter Is Missing
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    My Daughter Is Missing

    By Steve Graham

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    This is the latest of Steve Graham`s popular Inspector Jameson Mystery novels, with a gripping story-line and many twists and turns.
    When a mother contacted Helperton police station to report that her daughter Becky, was missing, Inspector Jameson and his assistant Sergeant Jones began to investigate. At first they hoped that Becky had just run off with her new boyfriend, and that she`d turn up eventually, but then they discovered traces of blood in Becky`s flat, and they realised that this was something far more serious.
    What has happened to Becky?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSteve Graham
    Release dateOct 27, 2019
    ISBN9780463952306
    My Daughter Is Missing
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    Steve Graham

    Steve Graham is a retired financial adviser, who now lives in Staffordshire. He is married to Anita and they have four children – Lynne, John, Diana and Gary, and three grandchildren – Logan, Dylan and Sami. Not forgetting their dog Stan, a Springer Spaniel / Border Collie cross, that is loved by them all. Now that he has retired, Steve spends most of his time doing the things that he enjoys most, which includes writing, walking. Carp fishing, and looking after his grandchildren.

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      My Daughter Is Missing - Steve Graham

      MY DAUGHTER

      IS MISSING

      An Inspector Jameson Mystery

      Steve Graham

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2019 Steve Graham

      All rights reserved

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      INDEX

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Epilogue

      About The Author

      Other Crime Fiction Books By Steve Graham

      To my grandson Sami.

      He`s always got a smile on his face, and his lust for life is an inspiration to us all.

      1.

      The rain was relentless as Inspector David Jameson drove into the carpark alongside Helperton police station, at eight o`clock on Monday morning. Dave had been a Detective Inspector at Helperton for more than eleven years. Now aged 44, he was happily married to his wife Linda, and they had two children, Darren and Bella. The pressure of the job put a lot of strain on some relationships, but Dave had always managed to keep his work and his private life separate, so despite the long hours that Dave worked, all was well in the Jameson household. Both the children were doing very well at school too, and Dave enjoyed his job most of the time, so things couldn`t really have been better. Although it was early May, it was so dark that it seemed more like mid-November, and Dave sat there for a while, hoping that the rain would ease. There didn`t seem much chance of that however, so he gave up on that idea, and opened the door of his car, before hurrying through the deluge, towards the side door of the police station. It wasn`t far, just fifty yards or so, but Dave was soaked by the time that he made it inside, where he was greeted by the Desk Sergeant, Paul Brown.

      ‘Good morning Inspector, although I don`t know what`s good about it. You look wet through.’

      ‘You`re right Paul. If we get much more rain, we`re going to need an arc.’ Dave replied, laughing. ‘It`s so cold out there too, that it feels like winter. Do you think that we`re ever going to get any decent weather?’

      ‘I don`t know Inspector, but we can only hope.’ he said with a smile.

      Sergeant Brown had been Desk Sergeant at Helperton for as long as anyone could remember. He was a big man, six feet tall and well built, but now aged fifty one, his dark hair was thinning and turning grey. He was very popular with all his colleagues, and always had a smile and a kind word for everyone.

      ‘Has much happened over the weekend Paul?’ Dave asked.

      ‘A couple of break-in`s. A garage and a garden shed this time, both in Main Street, not far from the park. Not much was taken, just small electrical tools mainly. And there was a report of washing being stolen from a line again. That`s the third time that`s happened in the last couple of weeks.’

      ‘What did they take Paul?’

      ‘A pair of jeans, some socks and underwear, I think from memory.’

      ‘That`s strange. The electrical stuff that was stolen from the shed I can understand to an extent. That will probably end up on eBay or a car boot, so it`s easy cash, but why would they want washing off a line. Especially the underwear. No-one`s going to buy that.’

      ‘You wouldn`t have thought so Inspector, but I suppose it takes all sorts.’

      ‘Where did this happen?’

      ‘At number nine The Mews, at the back of the park. A Mrs. Robertson called to tell us about it. Apparently it happened some time on Sunday evening. She went to get her washing in at about seven o`clock, and found some of it missing.’

      ‘Anything else of interest?’

      ‘Bob and Terry brought in a young lad for drink driving. He was almost three times over the limit. He`s only 21 and drives a van for a living, so unfortunately it`s going to cost him his job’

      ‘That`s a high price to pay for a boozy night out. When will these kids learn, and just leave the car at home when they go out drinking? Was anyone hurt?’

      ‘No, luckily Bob and Terry saw him stumble into his car and drive off. They pulled him over straight away, before he could do any damage.’

      ‘Is he still here now?’

      ‘Yes Inspector, we put him in the cells to sober up. He`ll probably have a hell of a head-ache, but we`ll be able to let him go later this morning. There is one other thing that might concern you though.’

      ‘What`s that Paul?’

      ‘A Mrs. Pamela Appleton called last night, to report her daughter missing. The daughter is aged 22 and doesn`t live at home, so it might be nothing. I gave the details to Sergeant Jones when she came in earlier.’

      ‘Thanks Paul.’

      Dave got himself a coffee, and then walked into his office a short time later, where Sergeant Beverley Jones was sitting at a desk looking at the report of the missing girl.

      ‘Good morning guv.’ Bev said, as she saw Dave enter the room. ‘Good weekend?’

      ‘Yes thanks Bev. A quiet one at home with Linda and the kids, but it was nice. How about you?’

      ‘John and I went out for a nice meal on Saturday night. We went to the Italian restaurant just up the road, and it was very good. Then we spent the rest of the week-end sorting out wedding arrangements. There`s just so much to do, but I think that we`re finally getting on top of it.’

      ‘How long is it now Bev?’

      ‘It`s the 7th September, so that`s only about four months. The weeks are just flying by. We`ll be sending out the invitations next month.’

      ‘I`m sure everything will be fine.’ Dave replied.

      Beverly Jones was thirty-one years old, and had been promoted to Detective Sergeant just over three years before. She was five feet 7 tall, a brunette with brown eyes, and was engaged to John Harper, who was an ambulance driver. They had been planning their wedding for over twelve months now, and at last she felt that things were beginning to fall into place.

      ‘Is that the report on the missing girl?’ Dave asked, as he peered over her shoulder.

      ‘Yes guv. Rebecca Appleton aged twenty two, of flat 26a Main Street. She works as a production operative at Greens Rubber Mouldings here in Helperton. Her mother reported her missing, a Mrs. Pamela Appleton of 14 Oak fields Rise, Helperton. She said that she hasn`t seen or spoken to her daughter for more than three weeks. She can`t get through to her on her mobile and when she went round to her flat, there was no-one there. She went to Greens, where her daughter worked, and she was told that Rebecca, or Becky as she was normally known, had not been to work for a couple of weeks, and none of her friends there, knew where she was. Apparently Becky had met a new boyfriend about three months ago, who was quite a bit older herself, and her mother was very worried that something might have happened to her.’

      ‘Okay Bev, it may be nothing. She might just have gone off somewhere with her new boyfriend, but we`d better check it out to make sure. Give Mrs. Appleton a ring, and arrange a time for us to go and see her.’

      ‘I`ll do that now guv. She left us her mobile number.’

      Mrs Appleton hadn`t yet left for work when Bev rang, so she was still at home. Both her husband and herself worked at a small engineering company, on the outskirts of Nottingham. She was a secretary there, and her husband, David, was an engineer and a director. They were obviously very worried about their daughter, and said that they would take the morning off, so Bev agreed to come to see them within the next hour.

      Dave parked the car outside of number fourteen Oak Fields Rise just after half-past nine that morning. It was a large four-bedroomed detached house with a double garage, in a quiet cul-de-sac on the outskirts of Helperton. They walked up the drive and when Dave rang the bell, the door was answered by a tall, broad-shouldered dark-haired man, in his late forties or early fifties.

      ‘Mr Appleton?’ Dave asked.

      ‘Yes, are you the police?’

      ‘I am Detective Inspector David Jameson,’ Dave replied, showing his warrant card, ‘and

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