The names of the tenants appeared beside the front door at the top of the steps, but there was an arrow pointing downward to the basement flat below street level next to the names of Bryce/Craig. The two detectives retraced their steps and made their way down to what had once been the servants’ e...
Today, she was wearing a headscarf, a pair of rumpled slacks, trainers, and a T-shirt bearing the words: Save a tree – eat a beaver; a gift, she explained, from a cousin in Canada. ‘I’m afraid the place is in a bit of a mess,’ she said apologetically as they stood in the narrow entrance hall. ‘Wh...
But they didn’t get in immediately. Instead, they walked along to the entrance to the yard next door to the house, and one of them – the tall skinny one with the bruise on his face where he’d hit him – hoisted himself up to look over the wooden gate. He hung there for a moment, then dropped back ...
. . until she removed her blouse and bra and stood there, naked to the waist. ‘This,’ she said quietly, ‘is what Matthew, that great big loveable bear, did to me, Neil. So take a good look and remember it while I tell you what happened and why I did what I did.’ The scarred tissue covered almost ...