Andrews nodded. “Yes.”
Alan blew a sigh. Where had he heard that before? He had done much the same thing a few times, today being the latest. If only he had mentioned the name of Robert Jamison when he was speaking to Agnes on the phone that afternoon, things could have turned out very differently. For a start, he and his sergeant could have arrived earlier and found the man in his room. Secondly, and more importantly from his point of view, there would have been no reason for the argument he'd had with Agnes earlier that evening.
Alan glanced towards the door. It was very slightly ajar, exactly as he and Andrews had found it when they arrived. It hadn't rebounded and slammed shut the way it was meant to once the occupier had either entered or left the room. The doors of the guest rooms
