Chapter Twenty-Five“Two men, then,” Duff said when they returned to the Duty Room.
“I would imagine so,” Watters said. “And the interesting thing is that Smith is not the one intent on driving Mrs Dewar from her home. Somebody else is behind that, yet nobody can describe the men involved.”
“Do you still think there is a fishing connection, Sergeant?” Scuddamore asked.
“Yes, although I can't think how, or why,” Watters said. “Every time I believe we're making progress this case takes a new twist. All right, I've asked the beat constable to watch Mother Riley's house. Duff, you get yourself off to Broughton House, and Scuddamore, your task is out in the country. Liaise with the County Police and find out about Jordan.”
“Jordan? Are we back on him?”
“Jordan the ex-fish merchant and part-
