Chapter 40
With snow falling at a steady rate, it was going to be a nasty slog, but slog on they did. “You go to the right and I’ll go left,” Keplar said, giving Cotter a shove.
“Seems that the police have to do far too much of this.”
Slapping him on the back, “Get on with it.”
The house next door was occupied by an elderly couple. When they opened the door, the missus said, “What can we do for you?”
“I’m Detective Keplar and I would like to ask you a few questions about Mr. Solar.”
“A nice man, always pleasant, had a smile and a kind word every time we saw him, which was often,” she said.
“And, sir, would you agree?”
“Yes, we spoke often over the fence.”
“Did he ever invite you over?”
“No, and we tried to have him over, but always said he was too busy,” she said with a frown.
