CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
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MCNAMARA STOPPED HIS car in front of Bryony’s house and sighed with exasperation. He knew what he would find inside.
Bryony had called him before she left the shop with her two constables in tow, and she had reminded him about Mrs Stevens’ visit. The chief inspector would have liked to get out of the arrangement but didn’t find the heart to tell that to Bryony.
McNamara frowned and pursed his lips in dismay. He didn’t understand why Bryony’s wants and wishes had become so important in his life. Yet, they had, and he found himself willing to adjust his attitude and take them into consideration.
The chief inspector had even left his case aside to come to Bryony although he had other priorities. Jo’s promise that she and Mike would take care of ever
