Narrow Ground

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

'Sandy, you were lucky to catch me in.'

'You've been away, I know.'

'I mean I'm about to go out.'

'Let's go and sit down, shall we? Where were you?'

Gallagher moved his book off a chair and sat down. 'Why?'

'I think you know why. No need to look at your watch, I shan't keep you long. Where were you?'

'I don't appreciate you keeping tabs on me, Sandy. Where I go and what I do is my concern, and mine alone.'

'Unless it involves murder.'

'Murder?'

Gallagher had handed Tighe over in one piece. Bannerman couldn't know anything about it.

'The man whose details I gave you, the possible quartermaster, he's been dragged out of the river. The dental records say it's him. Not much else to go on: his hands haven't been found, so finger prints aren't available.'

'And what does th