A bright white light flooded the lawn and Richards screwed up his eyes. ‘What’s going on out there?’ he said, pointing to the window.
‘It’s the security light,’ said Halpin. ‘Must be motion activated.’ He walked over to the window, pressed his hand against the glass and peered into the garden. ‘Boss, there’s someone out there.’
‘What? Who?’
‘A woman.’
‘Well get the hell after her!’ shouted Richards. He stared down at the blood-spattered body at his feet. ‘Do you see what you’ve done now, you stupid bastard!’ Cohen wasn’t moving and his eyes stared lifelessly up at the ceiling. ‘Oh, shit,’ said Richards.