A Spoonful of Luger
“There really wasn’t any need for me to say a word, as he could read the news from my face.
“The wife’s in bed,” he said. “Took a sleeping pill.”
“Good.”
You could feel it in the house, a quiet despair, an acceptance of distress. The desperate hope I’d encountered before seemed to have mellowed. It was better that way, perhaps.
He said: “She can’t carry on much longer.”
I nodded, and left. Maybe there wasn’t going to be much more waiting, because, as Anne said when I picked h...er up the next day, “you’ve got an idea, George.”
It hadn’t been much when I’d mentioned it to her before. I eased the car down the hill, and now it was much more. I told her what I wanted from her. It was a clear morning, the roads only wet.
“They’ve been searching in the Green Belt area, Anne, because they reckoned she’d been picked up by the same person who killed Annabelle Lester, and she was found there.”MoreLess
“The wife’s in bed,” he said. “Took a sleeping pill.”
“Good.”
You could feel it in the house, a quiet despair, an acceptance of distress. The desperate hope I’d encountered before seemed to have mellowed. It was better that way, perhaps.
He said: “She can’t carry on much longer.”
I nodded, and left. Maybe there wasn’t going to be much more waiting, because, as Anne said when I picked h...er up the next day, “you’ve got an idea, George.”
It hadn’t been much when I’d mentioned it to her before. I eased the car down the hill, and now it was much more. I told her what I wanted from her. It was a clear morning, the roads only wet.
“They’ve been searching in the Green Belt area, Anne, because they reckoned she’d been picked up by the same person who killed Annabelle Lester, and she was found there.”MoreLess
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