do not—want any press releases until we have that verification. According to ID in his wallet, the dead man is DI Frank Brandon."Anna sat bolt upright. She knew Frank Brandon: he had been on the last case she had worked on with Langton."Anyone know the victim?" Cunningham asked.Anna raised her hand. She kept on swallowing to control how shocked she was. Frank of the heavy cologne and weight lifters shoulders; Frank who reckoned he was every woman's dream; Frank who had at one time made a pass at her ... Frank? What in God's name was he doing in a drug dive?Cunningham continued. "We will obviously, as soon as a formal identification has taken place, look into what case he was working on." She looked at Anna coldly. "Did you recognize him?""No, ma'am, but he was facedown. It looked like he'd taken the bullets to his head and shoulders.""Correct. The top of his head was blown off. We have, I believe, five bullet wounds—two shot through the door, the others we think may have been at point-blank range—but we will wait for ballistic, forensic, and pathology reports for all that."Cunningham turned to the board, then back to the waiting officers. "It looks, and I am only saying what I think—we won't know until we have made more inquiries—as if our victim went to the block of flats to score, was let in the front door and taken into the main room to wait, then for some reason was killed. The killer shot