The other officer placed his hand around Annabelle’s wrist, but instead of complying absently as her friend had done, Annabelle furiously shook away his grip.“This is utterly, astoundingly, unbelievably preposterous!” she shouted incredulously. “What on earth are you thinking, Inspector?!”DI Cutcliffe snorted derisively.“I don’t know what I was thinking earlier, allowing both of you to walk away from two separate crime scenes. My instincts were wrong on this one.”Once again, Annabelle shook away the young officer’s attempt to place her in cuffs and shot him a glare so defiant that he looked to the detective for advice. Cutcliffe merely scowled and nodded for him to try again with more force.“And what, may I ask, has caused this sudden turnabout? This incredible bout of folly, Inspector?”Cutcliffe didn’t balk from the indignation in Annabelle’s tone.“The right information, at the right time, from the right person,” he said, cryptically.Annabelle stared back in disbelief.
