On the Saturday after returning from Burra, Pat spent the morning doing his washing. Then he did some grocery shopping at the local supermarket, before sitting down to a fresh bread roll stuffed with smoked ham, tomato and cheese, and a bottle of his favourite shiraz, for a late lunch.
Over the course of the afternoon, he thought about their failure to pick up the trail of Jane and Andrew’s killer and emptied the bottle. He knew no-one had expected him to get anywhere with the investigation but that didn’t make his failure any easier to accept. If anything, knowing he’d been set up to fail pissed him off, but he wasn’t sure what to do about it. After all, he’d spent an enjoyable week away from home with Lina and was looking forward to working with her again.
But, despite the effort they’
