‘It’s that darned inspector again, I expect,’ responded Harry automatically, his mind still reeling, following the sergeant’s report of a body.
‘I wouldn’t know, sir. May I ask what you would advise?’
‘What? Oh, I see what you mean. We’d better get down to the police station right away and see if we can sort it out.’
When they arrived, Harry saw with a sinking heart a car pulling up and the inspector climbing out, with a barely concealed look of triumph on his face.
‘Oh, it’s you, is it.’ He snorted. ‘I might have guessed you’d be involved. I hear your hound has made an unwarranted attack on my sergeant. What have you got to say about it, eh?’
‘We’ve only just arrived, Inspector,’ Harry defended himself quickly. ‘I’ve yet to hear from Mary what happened.’
‘I can tell you what happene
