NorthernTimes“They’d love that,” Watters said. “They were surprisingly helpful,” Scuddamore lifted a pile of printed papers from the desk, scanned the top sheet and moved to the second. “Here we are, Sergeant. The murdered man was Sir Hugh Murray, a local landowner.” “I vaguely remember that name,” Watters said. “That was about five years back, if I remember correctly.” “That’s right, Sergeant. 16th November 1860.” Watters frowned. “16th November? That was the same date William Grant died.” “Yes, Sergeant, and there is another connection as well.” Scuddamore ran his finger down the page. “I’m reading the court case here. The local police hauled in a tinker and charged him, but the court found the case not proven, and he walked free.” “Was the murderer ever found?” “No, Sergeant. The