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Chapter Thirteen
‘How does one person living alone create so much washing and ironing?’ grumbled Alice as she tipped the water from the steam iron into the sink. She was about to put the ironing away when the telephone rang. It was Helen.
‘Good morning, Helen. How are you, today?’
‘I’m fine, thank you, Alice. I have a snippet of information for you about the woman. Pardon my expression, but she’s a bit of an oddball. Louisa told a resident, Mr Cooke, on the ground floor, that she is staying with her. She doesn’t have a job or a car, but is looking for a rented flat. When Mr Cooke introduced himself outside
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