CHAPTER THIRTEENMacdonald was joined by Reeves, and they drove back to Scotland Yard together after what Reeves called “the omnibus consultation.” Jenkins, with kindly, old-fashioned courtesy, had asked Sally if he might have “the honour of driving her home,” and she had gone off in Jenkins’s car with Brian Salcombe in the back. Reeves had been much pleased with this arrangement.
“Nice kids, both of them,” he said to Macdonald. “It will do them good to chat away without all you solemn-faced blokes doing the heavy-handed. It doesn’t seem fair to show pictures of stiffs to a bit of a girl like that.”
“No, it doesn’t—but the young of today have marvellous resilience,” said Macdonald. “Sally Dillon was nearly in tears just now, but what d’you bet me she’ll ask Brian Salcombe in for a drink w
