Chapter Four
Eric Chambers, although identical to his twin, seemed like a paler shadow of his more flamboyant brother. And soon, Rafferty wondered how it was that he hadn’t been able to tell them apart. Eric was more quietly spoken and was clothed in so many shades of grey – from his three-piece suit to his shoes, to his prematurely grey hair – that he seemed to be trying to render himself invisible.
‘Sorry for your loss, sir. I’ll try not to keep you too long. I just have a few preliminary questions to ask.’
‘Please go ahead, Inspector. I want whoever killed Grandmother to get their just reward as much as anyone. She was a feisty lady and had it in her to live to a hundred.’
Did that please this particular grandson? Or not? ‘I understand your family threw a 90th birthday party for you
