Twenty-Eight
Fifteen minutes later they were sitting in a corner booth of the Old Brewhouse near the harbour at the foot of the town, having ordered a filter coffee, a latte, and a couple of shortbread biscuits.
On the way, Alisdair had called the station and spoken to Sal who told him they had finished going through Ogilvy's vendor list. He'd asked her to email him a bullet point summary. A sound like a tap on a wine glass told Alisdair the email had arrived on his phone. He swiped the screen and opened the email application.
"All right. Let's see what we have." He tapped the message and put the phone on the table so Guthrie could read the screen.
Rather than a short summary, Sal had compiled a spreadsheet of the results, including all the vendors Guthrie and Alisdair had contacted. A
