Chapter 98
“Really?” Jude said. “Howard Street, of all places? What a horrible thing to happen. Where was it found? I bet it was one of the h****n addicts from the end of the street. Do you remember them?” “No,” Bria said. “Oh, was that the house with all the rubbish and empty milk bottles outside?” “That’s it. How did you hear about it?” Jude asked, pouring herself another glass of wine. “It was in the paper.” “But what happened? Was it murdered?” “They don’t know,” Bria said and put some lentils in her mouth. Jude did the same. When she finished her mouthful, she said, “Well, we don’t want to talk about dead babies, do we?” and moved the conversation onto Bria’s work. “Are you still in touch with Will?” Bria said, cutting her off mid-sentence. “Will?” Jude was caught completely off guard. “
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