33
With the dawn of a new day, Caroline felt physically better, but Operation Forelock had still left her head in a mess. It hadn’t cleared by the time she got to the office, but she was alert enough to notice that Dexter’s usual cheery enthusiasm seemed long gone.
‘You alright, Dex?’ she asked, sitting down next to him at his desk.
‘Yeah. Yeah.’
‘What’s the matter?’
‘Up all night, trying to work this out in my head. There’s definitely something missing.’
‘You mean on the historical side of things?’
‘Yeah. You’re right. It doesn’t add up. We’ve got too much going on. Problem is, we’re working backwards rather than starting with the evidence and going forwards.’
‘We haven’t got any evidence. Not really.’
‘There’s always evidence. We’re making too many assumptions. We’re jumping ahe
