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It took Caroline the best part of half an hour to drive to King’s Cliffe, a small village just over the border in Northamptonshire. She’d heard of it, but had never visited before. It seemed pleasant enough — a mixture of old and new buildings, most built in the local sandstone that made so much of the local area feel like home. It was a fairly compact village, but with lots of tight, winding roads which left Caroline feeling glad she had a sat-nav. She could have easily got lost amongst the narrow side-roads otherwise.
Eventually, she arrived at the home of former DCI Bob Barrington, the officer who’d been in charge of the brief investigation into Russell Speakman’s death. The truth was that any sudden or unexpected deaths outside of a hospital required police intervention of some so
