‘I don’t believe it. How have you got to Adelaide being the murderer?’ He sat down on the edge of the kitchen table. ‘I wish I’d never got involved.’ Lewis patted his arm sympathetically. ‘We all feel like that at some point.’ Libby looked affronted and Fran laughed. ‘Come on,’ she said. ‘Let’s g...
‘I’m not sure. Sister Catherine wasn’t either, apparently. She said the solicitor for the estate rang to say he’d received a request from someone. It wasn’t you, was it?’ ‘Libby! Of course it wasn’t. I wouldn’t know who the solicitor was.’ ‘Well, the nuns don’t know, but whoever sent the request ...