Chapter 8: BloodstainedAnthony Conolly, proprietor of the Red Herring—Hook, Line, and Sinker, didn’t seem to mind to be called to the police station to have a look at photos of Huw Stackpoole. He settled down comfortably on the chair in the interrogation room and looked at DC Kate Pollard and DI Simon Stark, both of which he knew from the previous day. Ralph had thought it might be good to keep things familiar to make Conolly feel at ease, and Simon agreed with him.
“The hen night girls came in maybe about ten. Stayed until closing time, didn’t they. Pretty quiet lot, considering—well, y’know.”
Simon didn’t have the faintest clue what he was supposed to know, but Pollard nodded next to him.
“The BandB lot,” the man continued, “they were only there for two hours. I reckon half nine to ha
