“No. Stay with me.”
Logan heaved himself from the bed with difficulty and Bodie accompanied him along the corridor. “So,” said Bodie, clarifying things in his head, “Mum’s showing on the staff contact list as living at the Gordonton House and that’s where they searched next. That makes sense if it’s Ethel Bowman’s boyfriend.”
“Yeah,” replied Logan. “Angus acknowledges it’s someone at school. Nobody else gets access to that list. Someone needs to talk to Ethel Bowman.”
“Yep,” answered the younger man. “But it needs handling with care. Otherwise we’ll never catch him.”
They stood outside the toilet designated for patients and a nurse raised her eyebrows as she passed with a pile of sheets. Bodie inclined his head towards the door. “Do you need it then or not?”
Logan shrugged and rested
