Chapter Twenty-TwoMeanwhile, on the other side of the town, Alan was in a sullen mood as he left the police station and headed towards to his car. It had been a really bad day. Nothing had gone right. Well, certainly not from the moment he had met John Alton. Now, even the thought of the man made him see red. But was that because he had cozied up to Agnes with champagne, or was it more about Alton's insinuation that he was her father?
But then, when he had found Agnes sitting alongside Larry Parker, the police suspect, he had been really taken aback, though he had tried to play it cool with Andrews. Nevertheless, even now he wondered how she had been able to find the young man, when he, his sergeant and another couple of detectives had not.
As if that hadn't been bad enough, she had then
