Chapter 16Three of a Kind
“Sod it,” Sam Gable shouted at nobody in particular as frustration got the better of her.
“What's the matter, Sam?” Paul Ferris asked from across the room.
“I really thought HOLMES might have thrown some similar cases up, Sarge,” she said.
“And I take it, it hasn't?”
“Not a bleedin' sausage,” Sam replied. “You'd think if there'd been anything like this anywhere in the country, it would have shown up.”
“That's not necessarily a bad thing,” said Ferris. “At least it means our killer is new at it. He hasn't been operating anywhere else in the past, as far as we can ascertain.”
“I get your point,” Sam nodded. “So, we can safely say he hasn't been killing other poor women before now.”
“That's my thinking, Sam,”
“How are you getting on with the special hospital
