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over, and how new blood brought in from outside could only benefit them all, yada, yada, yada. But the truth was, they were uneasy about a DCI being shacked up with a DS in his own team. How could it not affect his decisions when assignments were being meted out, they wondered. And did it really show good judgement on his part to get tangled up with a woman a good ten years his junior in the first place, especially with two divorces already behind him. What did it say for his professional conduct when his private life was such a mess? Mel sighed and leaned back against his desk. The simple truth was, if he’d known getting involved with Janine would have blighted his chances for promotion so damned effectively, he’d never have taken that first step and invited her out. But he also knew that he’d been lonely, and that Janine had filled a dull gap in his life. And yet another hard, ugly truth which had to be faced was the fact that he was going to have to dump her. And soon. With Jerome Raleigh proving to be so popular, it was almost a certainty that he’d never get promoted now, if he stayed at Thames Valley. Especially if the high-flying bastard actually succeeded in nailing Fletcher. He’d be the golden boy for now and evermore. No, he was going to have to move on — maybe down south somewhere. Sod going north. Devon was nice, or so he’d been told. Hampshire too was possible; Dorset maybe. But wherever it was, he couldn’t arrive at a new nick with a liability like Janine in tow. Not that she’d want to move anyway. Mel reached
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