It’s me again. Remember me? Dorothy Price? One of the original Upper Grumpsfield sleuths?
The goings-on at Monkton Priory have not gone unnoticed by me, but I am disappointed that I am not being invited to share in the project. After all, I did put Cleo onto the Monks in the first place.
So I have been observing the goings on, and today I am planning to assert myself.
About time too, I hear you say. Or did you say I would be interfering?
It doesn’t matter. My ideas and hunches have been indispensable in the past.
On second thoughts, I’d better phone Cleo first and tell her how I feel about being ignored. I‘ll do that after breakfast and then I’ll be on my way.
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