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Lottie sent McKeown to the railway station to see if anyone remembered Diana and her grandson, and failing that, to check the CCTV.

He returned quickly. ‘No one remembers seeing them, but I did a quick check of the camera footage. You can’t see them getting out of the taxi, but I caught them heading inside the station. I lost them after that. The platform was busy. Commuter time.’

Lottie pulled up the rail timetable as she spoke. ‘Where was she going? Dublin or Sligo?’

‘She only had a rucksack and a handbag,’ McKeown said. ‘No suitcases.’

‘And you have no idea what train she was getting?’

‘She was in time for the seven twenty to Dublin. But the thing is, she could have got the bus to Sligo.’

Tapping furiously, Lottie found the bus timetables. But Diana might not have taken either a bus or a train. She could have got into a car or doubled back into town.

‘And you couldn’t see the taxi?’

‘No, sorry. I only had a quick look. Do you want me to go back and check further?’

‘Leave it for now. I don’t want to take you away from your other work. We can do it if it becomes necessary. Did you have any luck on the bearded guy in Fallon’s?’

‘No, they wipe their CCTV every Sunday morning.’

As he left the office, Martina’s words came back to her about how Diana had been ransacking the drawers in the sitting room dresser. What was that all about? Was Diana running away? If so, what did she fear?