It’s 3am. Indian sex Geoffrey Anderson.”
“Mr Anderson. Most of the department is all hands on-deck over there, so we…”
“We’ve been left to clean up the scraps. If you were asleep until I rang the doorbell, I assume that is not your room, so?”
“Oh. One night, she came over, crying about the latest argument and… well… one thing lead to another”
“Multiple times, based on the number of pictures we’ve seen”
“Anyway, Matthew found out tonight, and started shouting at Florence, saying that he was going to kill me, and if she rang the police or tried to stop him, he would kill her as well. “Yes, and you can put your guns down. I look out the window and I see two men, one sitting on the bench the other standing in front of him.




















