“He was found this morning, sir, outside the Lion and the Lamb. Just like the others.” “Who, Sergeant?” “It’s . . . Pearson, sir.” “What?” Ian said. “George Pearson?” “We haven’t moved him yet, sir. If you could just come with me—”
Removing it, he lifted one of the doors, revealing uneven stone steps leading to a basement. Leaving the door open, Ian crept down the stairs into a large underground room
Ian was amazed to see the beautiful Caroline Tierney lingering just beyond the entrance. Crawford looked at the sergeant with newfound respect. “Is she—you’ve been seeing her?” “Yeah, sorta, like,” Dickerson said, blushing furiously.