“INSPECTOR STONE?”
The query made Nathan look up in time to see two people stop in front of him, one of whom wore the uniform of a police superintendent. He immediately got to his feet. He would have leapt were he not too tired and sore for such exertions; he took comfort from the fact that he could at least move with relative ease now that he was dressed in clean, dry clothes.
“Yes, sir.”
“Superintendent Rainer, Devonshire Constabulary,” the immaculately uniformed officer identified himself. “This is Detective Inspector Kellogg.” He made a brief gesture to the woman at his side. “I’m given to understand you have caught the person responsible for the murder you were asked to investigate in Donningford.”
“Yes, sir. A woman by the name of Laura Dennings. I don’t have proof positive yet,
