Chapter Twenty-SixAlan picked up Agnes at the hotel, using the same ruse as the night before. He still wasn't sure whether Harrison was aware he was a detective. Yet it was better to be safe than sorry.
It didn't take long to reach the restaurant and they were given a warm welcome as they walked in. Both the waiter and the wine waiter remembered them from a couple of nights ago.
“So nice to see you both again,” the waiter said, as he led them to their table.
“Thank you,” Agnes said, as she sat down.
Once they had ordered their meal and a bottle of wine, Agnes placed her elbows on the table and leaned across the table.
“How is the case going? Please tell me that you found something from the cutlery I dropped off at the station.”
Alan pulled a face.
“Does that face mean you didn't fin
