“Is it?” Perez stood in the doorway, blocking the exit. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks like a liquidation. Connor Cairns was your mechanic. He prepped the boats for your oil siphoning operation. When he got cold feet, you put him in a car and lit a match.”
Perez left the farmhouse with a name: Helen Vik, née Cairns, now living in Bergen. And a single photo Connor had kept in his wallet—a Polaroid of his mother standing next to a man in a Solus Marine jacket. shetland s07e02 msv
“Worse,” Tosh said, pulling up a financial record. “Connor had a second bank account. He was making deposits of five, ten thousand pounds a month for the last year. The source? A shell corp tied to a North Sea oil services firm called ‘Solus Marine.’ They do underwater welding. Pipeline repairs.” “Is it