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'YOU WILL FIND THE TWO aces missing from this pack. You would have also found that two cards had been stuck together. Blood does that. No fingerprints. I should imagine the cards were sorted over after the untimely demise of Mr Wentford, and the two significant aces extracted and exhibited.' The inspector made a very careful search of the bedroom and came back to find Mr Reeder nodding himself to sleep. 'What did they do to the girl—these local blokes?' asked Gaylor coarsely. Reeder's right shoulder came up in a lazy shrug. 'They escorted her to the station and took a statement from her. The inspector was kind enough to furnish me with a copy—you'll find it on this table. They also examined her hands and her clothes, but it was quite unnecessary. There is corroborative evidence that sh