She wondered why she had done it. Here she was, outside his house. It was the first time: the first time in three years.

Vivienne Trubshaw remembered January 5th, 2016, as she reported in to Hartley CID and her new senior officer. It was not the most auspicious start to a relationship. She had spilt coffee over DCI May as she walked round the corner from the cafeteria. It was his fault not mine! He wasn’t looking where he was going! Nose in a file, as per. But she took the blame. Her blouse - and his shirt – were both ruined. Fortunately – for him – he had a spare shirt in his office. She was less fortunate; people looked slyly at her all day, smirking as they saw the dark grey stain across her front.

But things had got better. Donald May had been a g...

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