““Ah!” exclaimed Melrose. “We’ve looked for you at your various places of employment. That is to say, the Devon and Cornwall police looked.” Johnny took a step back, wide-eyed. He still held the jug of water, slices of lemon floating on top like pale flowers. “Me? Why?” “I’m glad you were gone. Police were called to a place—Lamorna Cove, you know it?” Johnny nodded, waiting. “A woman—not your aunt; not, I repeat, your Aunt Chris—was found dead, probably murdered. I was, as I said, extremely glad... you weren’t here to be asked to look at the police photos taken at the scene.” Melrose went on to describe what Brenda Friel had said. “Christ! I’m glad I wasn’t here, too.” He filled Melrose’s water glass and handed him the tasseled wine list. “I was in Penzance. My uncle lives there, and I thought he might know something.” Johnny shrugged. “He didn’t. I didn’t expect him to. I’d already rung him up once. I guess I just wanted someone to worry along with me.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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