by Wednesday…
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10
SOPHIA LEFT FOR WORK EARLY ON THURSDAY
MORNING while Banks…
182
11
AFTER A QUICK BURGER AND CHIPS AND A PINT OF…
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12
BY LATE THURSDAY AFTERNOON, ANNIE HAD HAD
quite enough of…
217
13
BANKS DIDN’T FEEL ANY BETTER AT NINE O’CLOCK
ON Friday…
241
14
BANKS’S WALLET WAS ABOUT ?130 LIGHTER WHEN
HE walked out…
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15
ANNIE WONDERED WHY BANKS WANTED HER TO
DRIVE out to…
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WHAT’S THIS ALL ABOUT?” DEREK WYMAN ASKED
Banks after Annie…
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THE RAIN STARTED TO COME DOWN HARD ON SUNDAY
morning… 315
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IT WAS A MUGGY EVENING ON THE LONDON STREETS.
The… 330
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SO JUST WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON?”
Superintendent… 339
Acknowledgments
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1
DETECTIVE INSPECTOR ANNIE CABBOT THOUGHT IT
was a great shame that she had to spend one of the most beautiful days of the year so far at a crime scene, especially a hanging. She hated hangings. And on a Friday afternoon, too.
Annie had been dispatched, along with Detective Sergeant Winsome Jackman, to Hindswell Woods, just south of Eastvale Castle, where some schoolboys spending the last day of their half-term holiday splashing in the river Swain had phoned to say they thought they had seen a body.
The river ran swift, broad and shallow here, the color of freshly pumped beer, frothing around the mossy stones. Along the riverside footpath, the trees were mostly ash, alder and wych elm, their leaves a pale, almost
