The Old Town: the building works around Holyrood -Queensberry House, Dynamic Earth, Scotsman offices... hotels and apartments. So many building sites. Lots of good, deep holes, filling with concrete...
'We'll look for him,' Rebus said. Cafferty's words in the garden of remembrance: where there's no body, there's no crime.
Cafferty shrugged. 'You do that. And be sure to hand your clothes in as evidence. Maybe his blood's mixed in there with yours. Maybe it'll be you who has to do some explaining. Me, I was here all evening.' He waved an arm casually. 'Ask around. It was a hell of a party, a hell of a night. By next Hogmanay... well, who knows what we'll all be doing? We'll have our parliament by then, and this... this will all be history.'
'I don't care how long it takes,' Rebus warned. But Cafferty just laughed. He was back, and in charge of his Edinburgh, and that was all that mattered...
