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Caroline stepped into the incident room with renewed energy and enthusiasm, Sara Henshaw trailing a few steps behind her.
‘Dex,’ she said, trying to catch her failing breath.
‘You okay?’ Dexter asked.
‘Fine. Come on. Tell me.’
‘Come here, sit down,’ he said, giving her his seat. ‘Okay. We had a woman come in at the front desk while you were out. Name of Ruby Clifford. She says she was there when Russell Speakman died. Said she’s been racked with guilt for years, but managed to hide it. But she saw some stuff in one of the local f*******: groups about Martin’s death and Amie being arrested.’
‘Are you serious? We didn’t release her name.’
‘I know. It’ll be the usual routine — nosy neighbour sees her being bundled into a police car, someone mentions it in passing to the local busybo
