“Torrents of rain bounced off the windscreen as he eased his way out of the car and approached the two disconsolate PCs looking over the bridge.
‘Why have you called out Major Crimes, surely this is just a blockage?’ The older of the two PCs looked at Bhaki with a hint of exasperation that didn’t just come from having to stand in the rain. ‘Have a deeks yoursel’ and you’ll see why.’ Bhaki leaned over the parapet and looked down at the roiling mass of water and driftwood, fighting to get thr...ough the narrow arch of the bridge. Nothing looked amiss at first but the longer he looked, the more he saw.
Stretched between two oak trees on either side of the river, a wire rope hung in the water. Looking more closely at the tree on the left bank, Bhaki saw a second almost completely submerged wire rope.
The twin ropes had entangled a number of trees washed down the river by the recent heavy rains, their bulky stems and branches forming a makeshift dam solidified by countless smaller pieces of driftwood caught up in their branches.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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