At five thirty that evening Logan followed Alice
Maclennan into her living room. As they sat down,
Alice Maclennan spoke. 'You said on the phone,
Inspector, that you needed my help. I don't see
how I can help you. I've already told you
everything I know.'
'I know,' said Logan, 'but I'd like you to do
something for me, and my hope is that we can
then catch the person who murdered your
husband.'
'What do you mean?' asked Alice Maclennan.
Logan looked into Alice's eyes. 'Mrs Maclennan,'
asked Logan softly, 'have you thought about who
the murderer could be?'