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Chapter Six-1
Chapter Six Dr Sam Dally, for all that he generally did his best to live up to his name, never delayed his work for others’ late arrival, so the post mortem had got to the weighing of organs stage by the time Rafferty and Llewellyn got there. This served to make a return of Llewellyn’s sourpuss. He hated to be late for anything, but, with Rafferty as his boss, he often was. ‘Well, hello, the Tardy Twosome,’ said Dally. ‘I suppose you want me to supply a précis of where I’ve got to so far?’ ‘Certainly do. Generous of you, Sam, instead of making me wait. So was she suffocated? For certain?’ ‘Yes. Do you not want to hear of my other discoveries?’ ‘Other discoveries?’ ‘Mmm. Like the one about someone stabbing her through the heart.’ ‘What?’ This came as a surprise to Rafferty. He hadn’
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