Report For Murder

Chapter 10 Lindsay woke on Thursday morning to the sound of Cordelia pulling the curtains open. 'Look at this view!' she exclaimed. All Lindsay could see was a square of grey sky. 'Do I have to?' she groaned crossly. 'What time is it?' 'Half-past seven. I'm going for a run.' Already she was dressed in the familiar training shoes and track suit. It occurred to Lindsay in her jaundiced frame of mind that Cordelia was certainly fit enough to have sprinted to the music department, garrotted Lorna and sprinted back again without even being out of breath, Cordelia added, I'll be.