Chapter 8

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8 Wendy volunteered to drive back to the station, the pair having taken Andy Quinn home again. She found that driving helped her to process her thoughts, and she had plenty of those going through her head today. ‘I mean, it’s pretty normal to expect a different reaction to an ex-wife dying than your present wife, but didn’t he strike you as a bit odd?’ Wendy asked a quiet Culverhouse as she slowed down for yet another red traffic light. ‘And before you say it, yes I know, people grieve in different ways. But he seemed almost... Not pleased, but peaceful. Yeah, peaceful. Didn’t you think?’ She glanced sideways at Culverhouse. He was nodding acquiescently in the way he always did when he didn’t want to engage in conversation. Wendy, on the other hand, was very keen to talk. ‘It all just

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