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There was the shuffle of feet approaching the door At last, an overweight ed woman dressed in a housecoat opened the door She did not look drunk

‘Whad’ya want?’

If anything, David thought, the wohten with apprehension

‘We’ve a report of a disturbance I’ll have to ask that you step aside’

Wariness gave way to subdued panic ‘There’s no need! There’s no problee of that,’ David told her, pushing his way in firmly but discreetly ‘Where is Mr Skinner?’

‘Eh? Who?’

La the flat The woitated when he moved towards the bedroom

‘Here, would you like a dra the bedroolance that this was true

He was also quite dead

‘Would you like so to read?’ the woman asked hi’s back to normal

DCI Lorne Michaels listened to David’s assessment with reserved pride The deceased, Archie Skinner, had been bludgeoned to death The suspect, a Ms Sissy Algood, wasn’t talking, but she had not a spot of Mr Skinner’s blood on her, and there had been a lot of it Which could onlyfor someone