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‘Since then,’ Peter continued, in the face of my shock, ‘the murderer’s gone about so coolly that all the police’s enquiries and appeals haven’t shaken him into—’
My head cleared abruptly. ‘So you don’t think it’s Fernanda either. You said him.’
‘Most murderers are a him. ’
Should I try to get him to…
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