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Frank Vine looked proud as punch as he plonked his notebook down on Wendy’s desk.
‘Look at that,’ he said. ‘What do you make of that?’
Wendy squinted and c****d her head sideways as she looked at the notepad. ‘Uh, I’m not sure. My years of experience as a detective would probably say that a spider got into your ink pot then walked around on your notepad for a bit.’
‘Cheeky b***h,’ Frank said, snatching the notepad back. ‘Do you want me to decipher for you?’
‘I wouldn’t mind.’
‘Right, well basically I’ve just heard back from Liz Prior in forensics. They’ve taken casts of the footprints found in Terry Kendall’s back garden. They’re pretty sure there was only one person, and he was running pretty quickly from the back door in the kitchen to the fence. They reckon he jumped up at the
