I shook my head, pointed to the bullet scar on the floor near her.
‘What the hell goes on?’ MacGrea barked. ‘What is all this?’
‘Take her upstairs and let her look at Dedrick,’ I said, waving my hand to Mary Jerome. ‘She has the answer to this, although she doesn’t know it.’
‘But what..’ Muffin began.
‘Take her up. It’s better to hear it from her than me.’
He shrugged, jerked his thumb to the door.
‘Go ahead,’ I said to Mary. ‘It’s all right There’s nothing to be scared of.’
She followed Mifflin, and as they climbed the stairs together, I lifted Serena and carried her to the settee.
She lay on her side, her face hidden, her body racked vith sobs.
MacGraw showed his teeth at me.