“I'm sure you're aware of the recent murders that have taken place in two local churchyards?”
“Only too aware, Detective Inspector. Horrific, truly horrific.”
“The thing is, I've been made aware by the staff at Speke Hill that you were actually acquainted with both victims.”
“Ah, I see. Yes, Inspector, I knew Mark Proctor, quite well at one time, but the first victim…er?”
“Matthew Remington, Father.”
“Yes, right, thank you. You must understand, Detective Inspector Ross, that at the time I was at Speke Hill as a boy there were probably around a thousand children resident and being educated there. I'm perhaps exaggerating slightly, but it was certainly well over five hundred, I'm sure. I'm not sure how well you've been informed on the set-up back then, but the boys were of course segreg
