“Have you spread the news?” Watters asked.
The detectives nodded, basking in the late evening sun. They always enjoyed visiting Broughty Ferry after the crowded, smoky streets of Dundee. Although the two towns were a short distance apart, they were opposites in wealth and attitude. While Dundee was an industrial town of hard-working mill girls, dockers and shipbuilders, Broughty Ferry had the reputation of boasting the wealthiest square mile in Scotland. The successful jute and linen merchants graduated to what had once been a simple fishing village, building palace-like mansions and living as if Dundee, where they made their money, was not even on their horizon.
“The preachers are primed?” Watters persisted.
“All primed, Sergeant,” Duff said.
“Well, we’ll just have to wait and see,” W
