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Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN “Was your granny a fortune teller, Doctor?” Watters asked. “I have no idea,” Beaton admitted frankly. “She died when I was three. I can’t remember much about her, except for her death.” “How is Brown?” “Fit and healthy,” Beaton said. “The poor girl was very confused. I hope her defence calls me as a witness.” “I’ll advise him to do so,” Watters reached for his hat. “Where are you going, Sergeant?” “To see that blasted fortune teller,” Watters said. “She knew she was putting ideas into Brown’s head!” “Has she broken the law?” Beaton asked. “I don’t believe so,” Watters said. “I want to find out.” “May I accompany you?” Beaton asked. “If you wish,” Watters said. “After all, your grandmother was a seer. You’ll know what to look for.” He waited until Beaton had shru
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