I wondered how long she'd been sitting there, and when she spoke, I hadmy answer. It's beentriggered by my conversation with Sarah-Jane Beckett and by whatfollowed, which was those additional hours in the Press AssociationLibrary. Helen herself answered the door when Lynley knocked at Webberly's housein Stamford Brook. Take the boy, Richard Davies had instructed Sarah-Jane.
Askedabout it, she might have guessed that he'd be living high out of verydeep pockets. Surely she could make it just a fewmore yards up to Albert Road. And twelve weeks to the day that shegot out of prison, Eugenie was murdered. And I want you gone.
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