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After making two mugs of strong coffee — one to gulp down immediately and one to sip after — Wendy spent the evening going through the various reports she’d been handed. The first was from the officer who’d listened to the 999 call reporting the third body. It seemed as though the voice had somehow been distorted or made deliberately deep, which made it practically impossible to identify. The accent was a local one, which wasn’t all that surprising, but it still couldn’t be ruled out that it was being put on.
CCTV in the area had been checked, but there wasn’t anything found. The cameras on the front of the shops showed nothing, and the one which covered the stairs to the upstairs flats over the shops didn’t have anything on it either, which told Wendy that the caller had crossed the
