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Chapter 17
17 Wendy knew a case was right for her when she got home from work and took a good couple of hours to wind down. Any other person might think their job was too pedestrian if they got home after a full day and wanted to spend an hour or two doing the housework and ironing. But Wendy was different. She knew herself well enough to know that this was a good sign. It meant the case was motivating her and keeping her energised — something all police officers lived for. She knew damn well she was onto something with Father Joseph Kümmel, and she knew he knew it too. The only problem was that she had to convince Culverhouse. She had to find something that would save him from marking it down as a hoax call. She’d had all sorts of ideas flying into her head, most of them completely dreadful. She’d
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