Chapter Twenty-Nine
Sue – a suspect – the Emerald Isle – a fight to the finish – a conversation resumed – Dr Philby’s patient – a journey by train
Gladys knocked on the door and was greeted by a crying woman, perhaps a year or two younger than herself.
“‘Es?” she said.
“Hello, love,” Gladys said. “I’m here to ask you a few questions.”
“Are you from the police? ‘Cause I already told them about my Freddy!”
Unlike Charlie, Gladys had considered her story before knocking. “Yes, love,” she said. “I work for the police. They’re all right at clomping about in heavy great boots, aren’t they? Not so good at asking delicate questions of a grieving woman. That’s my job. You sit down, I’ll put the tea on. Tell me all about Freddy.”
Sue seemed uncertain whether to scream or burst into tears. She
