Well readers for reasons I won’t explain here, I got up particularly early this Saturday morning. That and the fact that someone is currently on the tv means that I’m already writing part 2, which you’ll find below but first a quick update for anyone out there that might care. Oh how I can dream…
I wrote 700 words for the Ripper today already. If I could keep this up, it would be finished in no time. Maybe I should get up early every Saturday, no that’s just crazy talk.
I have a record number of views for this month, but I have written alot of posts so it’s a record that may last a while.
Remember to scroll down first to read Part 1 if you haven’t already.
Without further adieu
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“Bollocks!”
It wasn’t quite the reaction that Niall had expected after telling Detective O’Callaghan that the husband had a cast iron alibi. He had been at a business meeting and four colleagues vouched that he was there at the time of the killing.
“Maybe, he got someone else to do it?” he foolishly suggested over his mobile phone.
He was now to discover why O’Callaghan though brilliant, was not the most popular in the station.
“Man, you cannot be serious. It was a crime with passion, hatred behind it. You can’t just buy that sort of thing! Not even on the internet”
Niall explained that there was just no way it was him as he wondered how he had managed to get this liaison job.
“We’ll go there Thursday morning, not too early. Meet me outside the house round 11am. Tell the husband to be there.”
With that the line went dead and Niall was left wondering how he would explain to the husband that there were yet more questions to answer.