Chapter 18“I don’t know,” Lucy said slowly, sitting on the sofa beside Sylvia later that evening. “I honestly don’t know, Mr Frost. It did feel like there was some sort of residue around her body when I saw her in the surgery. But that’s all. It felt like there’d been magic done, I suppose? It sounds so stupid when I say it out loud like that, doesn’t it? But…there was this sort of…cloud of gluey stuff that was around her. As if…as if…oh darn it! It’s so hard to explain. Like the echo of cobwebs, perhaps? I’ve noticed it before when magic’s happened.”
Walter watched Frost watch her. He was careful with her, as he’d been all along, even when he was arresting her for murder. Coaxing answers out of her, letting her think her way through her memories without guiding her down any particular pa
