Chapter 17“You're sure it was a wristwatch?” Sally asked as they sat around a low coffee table in The Rowan Tree's residents lounge a short while later. “No chance you could have been mistaken?”
“Hey, Sally girl,” he replied indignantly. “I know a b****y wristwatch when I see one, and that's what that skeleton had draped around its wrist bones. Like I said I saw enough of it to read the name on the dial, so don't ask me if I was mistaken.”
“Okay, Winston, don't get your knickers in a twist, I was only checking, that's all.”
“Listen,” Joe said, “we've got to think this through. We've just gone along with what I expect is a highly suspect, if not downright illegal arrangement with Graves. If we succeed in finding the sword and report the body to the police then okay, but something is begi
