“There’s a body in the quarry.” He said delicately, keeping a firm grip on my shoulder.
“Oh, god...” My fear made for a convincing act.
Edward continued. “I was having my morning stroll and I went down to the gorge and that’s where I happened upon the poor lad.” He rubbed the space between his eyes. “What a dreadful way to go.”
The Inspector spoke up. “I’ve got some men down there now, removing the body. I fear it may be a young man that went missing a few days ago...can’t be sure till I get a closer look.” He turned back toward the woods.
“Who do you think it might be?”
He pulled out a small notebook and leafed through it. Policemen were swarming around us. The Inspector gave them a nod and they dispersed towards the woods.
“A report was filed on a John Wheaton. Worked over at the m
