Felicity Harbord regretted not joining the Cold Case Unit for their Friday evening dinner. But her dog sitter was not available until first thing on Saturday morning. Milo: the one good thing to come out of giving up work. Retirement had not been the heaven that she imagined. After the long holiday in Cyprus, she had returned to – well, what? The garden. Walking. The church choir. That was it. She missed working with Donald May. Missed the investigations; the involvement; the intellectual and technical stimulation; the satisfaction when a case was successfully concluded. She never thought she would want to go back to being a medical examiner. But she had done.

And now here she was, driving to the strategy weekend. The others would already have bonded, as far as anyone could bond with Jean Samson. At l...

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