Byrne looked shocked at the question.
“Well, no, I can't say it has, Inspector. Everyone has been quite normal as far as I've been able to discern, but then I don't spend much time there, I hope you realise that.”
Ross found himself unable to really voice his thoughts without revealing exactly what was on his mind. He tried another approach.
“Father, when you were boys, do you recall whether Remington and Proctor were ever involved in any sort of trouble?”
“What kind of trouble?”
“The kind of trouble that might cause someone to harbour a grudge over the years, something bad enough to cause someone to want to murder both men.”
“Oh,” said the priest.
Ross's instincts sensed that Byrne might know more then he was saying.
“Father Byrne, please, if you know something that could be relev
