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Culverhouse drove as quickly and directly as he could to the crime scene, while Wendy sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window. She was glad there was very little traffic on the roads at that time of the night. As the car screeched around the corner into Manor Way, she could see the flashing blue lights up ahead and the sight of the poor victim’s neighbours peering out from their front windows.
‘That woman must have some kind of sixth sense,’ Culverhouse said, pointing to the pathologist, Dr Janet Grey, as they pulled up outside the house. ‘I swear she turns up before the crimes have even happened.’
Wendy didn’t even get a chance to respond, as Culverhouse had his door open and his feet on the pavement within a second of the car coming to a halt.
‘Dr Grey, my one true love,’
