Wednesday
03:00
It was early morning when Cecelia walked into her kitchen and switched the light on. All she wore was a pair of fluffy pyjamas. They were warm and cosy, and they had polar bears on them. The conversation at the dinner table had stuck in her mind and she did not get much sleep. David had been quiet and fidgety afterwards, there was something going on there and she couldn’t work it out.
She filled the coffee maker and switched it on. It started boiling away as she pottered around the kitchen emptying the dishwasher and returning things to their places. She hated it when things weren’t in their right places, it drove her nuts.
Once the coffee had boiled she poured herself a cup and added some milk to it before sitting down and leafing through her reports for the five bodie
