“I don't believe in coincidences,” Watters said. “Not during a double murder enquiry. As soon as we've picked up the Mincer, I'll be having a wee word with Mrs Dewar.”
“How about Smith?” Scuddamore asked. “Any news on him?”
“I heard he's from out of town,” Watters said, “and we suspected that much anyway. I thought he had a Glasgow accent.”
“Bloody foreigners,” Duff said.
“Yes, indeed,” Watters said. “But if Smith is behind these murders and not Doreen Maguire, we have a strong link with the prize fighting, which is something.” He sighed. “Now get some sleep boys, it's an early start and a big day tomorrow.”
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The police began to gather at three in the morning as if the Bell Street Office was a magnet for all the blue uniforms in Dundee. Obeying orders, most came in silence excep
