A Meeting of MindsDoctor Gary Hudson had just completed his post mortem report on the death of David Arnold. Aconite poisoning wasn't something he'd ever had to record on a report before but he knew that there was always a first time for everything, particularly in his chosen profession. As he signed his name to the dotted line that ran along the bottom of the document on his desk, Claire Forrester knocked and entered through his half open office door.
“Hello Claire my dear,” said Hudson. He and Claire had worked together for over a year and he'd got to know the youngest pathologist on the staff quite well in that time.
“Got a minute, Boss?” she enquired.
“Only one measly minute? For you Claire, I've got ten,” he joked in reply.
“I take it that's the report on the train driver?” she as
