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The mood in the incident room the next morning was one of frustration. They were used to their suspects giving them seemingly credible alibis, but these ones were watertight. The problem with that was they knew the criminal code of honour meant that they tended to protect each other. A good alibi could often be too good. Suspiciously good.
The difference here was that all the main suspects weren’t exactly the best of friends. They all suspected each other and didn’t seem to trust anyone. But was that all an act to throw the police off the scent?
There were far too many nuances and possible double- and triple-bluffs to even begin to make sense of the situation. All they could do was strip it back down to basics and look at the facts.
‘Right,’ Culverhouse said, addressing the team. ‘I
