Five Years Ago – Corby/Bech
There is a knock at the door. She opens it to see a familiar figure. “Ah, Officer Corby. Nice to see you again. What can I do for you?”
He touches his cap. “Good morning, Mrs Bennett. I'm sorry to keep bothering you. I was hoping to talk with your son, Chad was it?”
“Chad's not in. Can we help at all?”
“Could you spare me five minutes? A couple more questions?”
“Not at all. Do come in. Coffee?”
“Please, yes.”
She waves him through to the lounge. “Do sit down. I’ll only be a minute. Black wasn't it?”
“That's right.”
She bustles back after only a couple of minutes, placing down the tray complete with coffee cup, cookies and doily. She passes him the plate of cookies “Do help yourself.”
He flashes brows at her. “Thanks. I will.” He bites in. “Every bit as
