Chapter TwentyDuring breakfast the following morning, Agnes pondered over the previous evening. She and Alan had dined together at a restaurant in the city. The restaurant had been pleasant enough, though it lacked the intimacy of the one they had used the night before. Or, might it simply have seemed that way due to Alan's frustration at the lack of evidence in his ongoing murder inquiry?
She couldn't really blame him. She would feel much the same if she were in his shoes. Come to think of it, she did feel the same and she wasn't even involved in the case – well, not officially, anyway.
At one point during the evening, Alan had mentioned being called to appear in front of the new superintendent earlier that day. From what he had told her, she gathered the interview hadn't gone well.
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