“Would death be instantaneous?”
“Almost certainly. Shot in the temple. Who killed her?”
He swung round, still on his knees, and looked up at the Sergeant.
Brace answered with another question as sharp as his own.
“You don’t admit the possibility of suicide?”
“Quite possible. For a left-handed woman. The wound’s on the wrong side.”
“On the wrong side for a right-handed person,” commented Brace. “But we’ve no reason to think that she was right-handed.”
Gregg rose to his feet and dusted the knees of his trousers.
“Probably was. Most women are,” he said slowly.
He bent down and examined the hands carefully.