“Like me and half the men I’ve met,” I said, shaking my head.
“Does seem to be the norm around here, I’m afraid. The man I spoke with says they could have been from someone shaving or trimming their beard or mustache or even the ends of their hair if our killer is female. A few pieces end up on a sleeve or the back of their shirt without them knowing it. They might also be from a short-haired animal shedding. They won’t know anything for certain until they get them under a microscope.”
“Mustache? The locksmith has one.”
“Him and several other men, and half of them are married,” Alan replied sourly. “There’s no shortage of dogs, cats, and livestock around, either, if it turns out they come from an animal.”
“Okay. What about the strangulation? From my research for my books I seem to reme
