Chapter FiveThere were approximately five telephones scattered around the apartment, and the echo of all five simultaneously ringing on the one next to Melissa's bed was enough to wake the dead at three in the morning. Melissa moaned gently and simply turned away. I managed to say a weary hello, before Job's gravelly voice greeted me.
“Sorry, if I woke you, Terry? But you did say it was urgent.”
“Did I! Well, that's another mistake to add to my ever growing list. What was it I said that was so urgent, Job?” I asked, trying to pull my brains into gear.
“The detective man; Liam McKay. I have the information, such as it is.”
“Okay, give me a second and I'll find a pen.”
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Liam McKay had been a police officer stationed in Stirling, in Scotland, until he found a bride from the nearby
