On Tuesday, Lily was looking forward to visiting Dolphin Square. She didn’t expect to uncover anything, she just wanted to have been on the scene of the crimes. Despite being impatient to leave, the time passed quickly. Before leaving work, she stole a bag of two dozen small test tube ‘corks’, made of red rubber now, from the stores. That was that little problem taken care of, but if she had known where she could have bought them, she wouldn’t have taken them. Standing outside the hospital at one o’ clock, she checked her A-Z of London and started walking in the direction of the square. It wasn’t far, close to the Houses of Parliament, which was why it was a favourite town residence for MP’s and Peers.
Her first impression was that it was far larger than she had expected. She hadn’t gone
