being young and healthy, thereâs no reason why we should. But apparently itâs quite a big unit, and itâs where anybody with cancer who lives within a fifteen-mile radius of Whitebridge eventually ends up being treated. Anyway, theyâve got this one outpatient on their books â a woman called Betty Stubbs â who didnât turn up for her treatment this morning. According to the hospital, thatâs not like her at all. Sheâs always been so reliable before.â
âThat doesnât necessarily meanâââ
âAnd not only that, but sheâs the right age, the right height and has the right kind of cancer at the right stage of development. In other words, my dear Watson, she fits the description of our stiff to a T.â
âYou seem to have learned a great deal,â Rutter said.
âYes, I have, havenât I?â Paniatowski replied complacently.
âAnd they really gave out all that information
over the phone
?â Rutter asked, with growing unease.
âYes, they did.â
âIsnât that against the rules? Isnât it, in all but the most extreme circumstances, actually
illegal
?â
âPossibly.â
âYet they were perfectly willing to talk to you?â
Paniatowski grinned. âI didnât say that.â
âThen what
are
you saying?â
The grin widened. âIf either of us had rung up, theyâd have given us the cold shoulder. But when itâs a doctor whoâs making the inquiry â a member of their club, the medical equivalent of a fellow Freemason â then itâs another matter altogether.â
âAnd did a doctor make this particular inquiry?â
âYes.â
âWhich doctor?â
âNo, not a witch doctor,â Paniatowski said, the grin still in place. âA proper one, with all the right certificates hanging on the wall.â
âWhat was the name of this doctor?â Rutter asked, almost â but not quite â adopting a cold official tone.
âAnd you call yourself a detective!â Paniatowski replied, not noticing. âYou should be able to work it out for yourself.â
Rutter thought for a moment, then the answer became obvious. âWas it Dr Shastri?â
âThe very same. She was most willing to oblige. I think that if sheâs handled in the right way, she could very well turn out to be a really valuable addition to the team.â
âShe broke the law,â Rutter said, his unease having now almost graduated to alarm. âYou
both
broke the law!â
âPossibly,â Paniatowski agreed. âBut only in the interests of speeding up the investigation â of seeing justice done. Besides, things are only wrong if you get caught doing them. And we wonât â because weâre the only two people who know about it.â
âYouâre forgetting me,â Rutter reminded her. âI know about it.â
âYes, but you donât really count.â
âI am your superior officer. It is
my
job to see that youâre doing
your
job within the limits of the law.â
Paniatowski laughed, as if she thought heâd
set out
to be funny. âOh, come on, Bob!â she said.
Rutter turned away, so she couldnât see his frown. Monika was cutting far too many corners. Perhaps she always had, but now that he was closer to her â now that she trusted him more â he was starting to see the full extent of the problem. And it
was
a problem, because on occasions like this she was not only cutting corners herself, but also dragging him round them with her.
In the old days he could have pulled her up for such behaviour â perhaps even issued her with a warning. But now, in their changed circumstances, he was not sure he still had that option.
Thirteen
D exter Bryant took the seat that his wife had recently vacated and gestured to the waiter to take away her unfinished