CHAPTER 27
I spent an extremely uncomfortable night in the police cell made more uncomfortable by the sullen looks I kept getting from Liliad who made it quite plain that she was not impressed.
‘I don’t know why you’re being so unpleasant; if I hadn’t absolutely insisted on your staying with me you’d most likely be sitting on a shelf in some evidence store.’
Liliad simply scowled and turned her head away.
I’d been given a meal, if you could call it that and a mug of tea, then left to myself; the sliding viewing hatch in the door being opened a couple of times during the night so the police could reassure themselves I hadn’t committed suicide.
I didn’t sleep, too much revolving around my mind. I kept reliving all of it but the bottom line was that I knew I was innocent. It didn’t matte
