Death at AldgateA strange feeling of déjà vu crept over Albert Norris as he and Hillman descended into Aldgate station once again, returning the salute of Constable Medley, on patrol at the entrance, as they did so.
“It's maybe appropriate that he ended it where it all began, eh, Bert?” asked Hillman, echoing the inspector's thoughts.
“You're right, Dylan, though I think it really all began between a pair of crisp white sheets in the Bellhaven house while Mrs. Bellhaven was occupied elsewhere.”
“Right enough. Strange how these upper class nobs can't keep their d***s in their pants, isn't it? Always chasing the servants and the hired help, as far as I can see.”
“Not just them, Dylan. I daresay there are lots of married men indulging in a little slap and tickle outside the marital bed no
