Charmian was right that disporder was on its way to Deerham Hills. The first instalment had arrived in the form of one dead man, unknown, probably murdered: and a robbery at a local furrier's which was Charmian's immediate business.
Was the strange woman who had recently come to town the catalyst which produced the violence? Or was she just a symptom of it? An eruption on the face of a patient who already has the plague? Charmian did not know. Not at first.
There was nothing strange about a Woman Police Officer getting on with her job, but this was the first time it was a woman against a woman . . .
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