Dimensions
142 x 125 x 24mm
Chief Inspector Wexford could discover no motive, no reason and no suspect - all he had were his intuitive suspicions. Probably he was reading meaning where there was none; probably Angela Hathall really had picked up a stranger, and that stranger had killed her. But why such doubt? Was Wexford becoming cynical and untrusting - or was this simply one of the most ingenious crimes he had ever tackled?
