A Grave in the Cotswolds
“Breakfast had been hours ago, and the sun had come out.‘We could leave the car at the cottage and walk to the Baker’s Arms,’ she suggested. ‘Clear our heads.’‘Where’s the dog?’‘She’s been in the car all this time, poor thing. She’ll come with us to the pub, of course.’Which, of course, she did, even though we had to sit outside again. We had left the car locked up and sitting outside the house I still thought of as belonging to Greta Simmonds. Then we walked slowly along the village street with... me resisting the temptation to recount the salient points of my interview with DI Basildon until we were somewhere more settled. Instead we talked about Jessica and Paul, and the same walk we had done on Saturday, unaware of poor dead Gavin Maynard awaiting discovery in a gateway. It did not occur to me to ask Thea about her own interview, which I assumed had been brief and insignificant. I was much too full of my own gruelling experience.We arrived just as the pub door was opening.MoreLess
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