“Damn.”
Slackjawed and thoroughly furious, Inspector Giles Newberry stood in the hallway feeling somehow like he’d been had. A small part of his brain, the unreasonable portion that
frankly did contribute heavily to his skills as a detective, immediately
wondered if perhaps the enigmatic Ms. Temble here wasn’t also more involved in
the sordid tale than she was letting on, that perhaps this
Published on December 31, 2013 22:00