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"Who do you represent, sir?" I asked. "The late Lady Geeson or her husband?"
Mr Bruff's brow furrowed. "Adelaide Geeson, of course. Her parents were clients of mine before they passed."
"Then you would want to know who it was who struck her down? Who eventually murdered her?"
"Who do you represent, sir?" I asked. "The late Lady Geeson or her husband?"
Mr Bruff's brow furrowed. "Adelaide Geeson, of course. Her parents were clients of mine before they passed."
"Then you would want to know who it was who struck her down? Who eventually murdered her?"
After revealing it was her own husband who was the culprit, Mr Bruff became thorny.
"All this on the say-so of criminals?"
"On the say-so of the same criminals you have relied on in the past," I countered. "I cannot prove it, but I know it for a fact."
"Then what are we to do?"
After revealing it was her own husband who was the culprit, Mr Bruff became thorny.
"All this on the say-so of criminals?"
"On the say-so of the same criminals you have relied on in the past," I countered. "I cannot prove it, but I know it for a fact."
"Then what are we to do?"