Chapter 11The Solicitor's Clerk
Something had been bubbling away at the back of Izzie Drake's brain, something she hadn't quite been able to put her finger on. Then, suddenly it appeared in her mind in glorious technicolour!
She veritably burst into Ross's office, barely knocking before finding herself standing, almost breathless in front of the D.I. as he sat at his desk, reviewing what they'd discovered so far.
“Where's the fire, Izzie?” he looked up at his friend as she slowly allowed her breathing to return to normal.
“We've been missing something,” she finally spoke. “You and I both know one of the main motives for murder is money, right?”
“I've no arguments with that, but what do you mean, we've missed something?”
“Maybe this is less to do with the money involved in the adult m
