When Wilt Thou Die
Aileen sat in front of the ancient computer in the closet-like room no one used at the police station. She mumbled out the words she read and used her yellow notepad to make a note of all the ways Elizabeth Baines had spent the Council’s money.
While Callan sat in the other room thinking over the crime scene, she hacked away at the numbers. The Council had handed over cash to Elizabeth from a common fund they’d initially collected to repair the Community Hall.
Had they even asked for a credit rating from Elizabeth, or was this donation simply on altruistic basis?
She hadn’t a clue if it was dark outside because this room had no window. When the ancient computer froze, she let out a curse. Aileen pursed her lips. Callan’s grumpiness was rubbing off on her.
When her e
