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‘Yes.’
‘While you were there, did you pick up your son, Fin Locke, and leave with him in your car?’
‘Yes.’
‘Why did you do that, Daniel?’
‘I want to talk to Lucy.’
‘There’ll be time to speak to—’
Locke clenches his teeth. ‘I want to talk to her now.’
‘Daniel, we’re interviewing you under caution because you’ve been arrested. You’re not going to be talking to your wife or anyone else – with the exception of a solicitor – until we’ve either charged or released you. I’ll ask again: do you want a solicitor?’
‘I want to see Lucy.’
‘And I told you that’s not going to happen.’
‘Then I want to make a phone call.’
‘You can make a phone call later, when we’re done.’
‘I have a right to—’
‘You have a right to let someone know of your whereabouts. But the duty sergeant can make contact on your behalf. I hate to destroy myths, but you don’t get a phone call.’
Daniel Locke scowls. His gaze pivots to the camera.
‘Do you want us to let someone know where you are?’
Locke’s gaze moves from the camera to the door.
‘Daniel?’
‘I want you to tell Lucy.’
‘The custody sergeant will let her know. Why did you pick up your son from school yesterday morning?’
‘No comment.’
‘Did you tell the school receptionist that Fin had a dental appointment?’
‘No comment.’
‘You wrote in the school logbook that you were signing Fin out for a dental appointment. Do you recall doing that?’
‘No comment.’
‘We have the log, Daniel.’
The man leans back, folds his arms.
‘Did Fin have a dental appointment yesterday?’
‘I can keep saying no comment all day.’
‘And I can keep asking questions. All night, too, if required. We can spend the next twenty-four hours playing ping-pong in this nasty little room if you like, but you know the answers to these questions and you know we know the answers too. We have multiple witnesses, CCTV. There’s really no point prolonging this. So, after you left the school, did you drive Fin to Skentel’s harbour?’