Chapter Six-3

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*** It was after ten o'clock already, Rafferty noted as the bleary-eyed team trooped into the Incident Room. 'I know it's late,' he told them as he stood in front of them. 'I won't keep you long.' But five minutes later, no one had volunteered any thoughts on the case that might move them forward. To this end, he said, 'I think what we have to ask ourselves particularly, is why the body was buried in the grounds of the convent'—he'd already given up on calling it a monastery as it didn't feel right. To his surprise, it was Timothy Smales, staying behind after his uniformed shift was over, who spoke up in response to his question, revealing that his improving ability and ambition to be a detective, wasn't restricted to learning how to preserve a crime scene. Clearly, he had grown suffici

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