GEORGIE WAS IN DR JONES’ office with the police doctor c*m pathologist when Nathan found them. He was surprised, he had expected the post-mortem to still be underway, after all it wasn’t yet three o’clock, and he knew Daffyd tended to be slow and meticulous.
“You’re not finished already, are you?” he asked as he entered the office.
Daffyd nodded. “It was all pretty straightforward.” He dismissed the speed with which he had finished the post-mortem with an uncharacteristic shrug of modesty. “It’ll be a day or two before the blood and tissue analysis is back, longer if the lab’s backed up - you know how it goes - but I don’t expect there to be any surprises.”
Nathan did indeed know how it went, he also knew that without a good reason, which he didn’t have, getting the lab to prioritise hi
