Chapter 7“Bloody Nora,” Walter said when they had finished. “That’s…peculiar.”
“Well,” said Sylvia. “Yes. That’s one way to describe it. I couldn’t feel any of it at all until right at the end, just before Lucy put a stop to it. That must have been when it was at its strongest. I’ve got no aptitude for that sort of thing at all, but Lucy was quite certain, weren’t you Lucy?”
Lucy nodded. “Yes,” she said. Her fingers wandered to the bruise on her jaw. It must have been quite a wallop, Walter thought. “Yes, I’m sure. And the body this morning…like I say, I think something from beyond the border came through and killed her. Her body didn’t feel right. Sort of staticky.”
Walter nodded. “I know what you mean, although I’m not as good at picking it up as you are. I didn’t feel anything of the
