“Are there any people living anywhere within close range of this place?”
Potts and Critchley exchanged glances. “Not that I’m aware of,” Potts said. “But then I’m not familiar with this country. I’ve been up and down the track a number of times in the two years I’ve been at Tennant Creek, but I’ve never had reason to travel too far off the highway.”
“Me either,” Critchley agreed.
All four men turned towards the well as the cop assigned to scour the bottom for evidence appeared at the top of the ladder. He was a big man, wearing police issue overalls he had donned over his uniform. Obviously hot, and uncomfortable down in the depths of the well, damp perspiration stains were evident beneath his arms, and across his chest. He wore a basic first-aid-kit face-mask and, as he surfaced from t
