A Test of Wills

Harris was planning to call off the wedding.

And again on Monday morning in the lane.

The only other person who could answer that question was Lettice herself.

The Inn was remarkably quiet, but Rutledge stopped Redfern in the hall and asked to have sandwiches and coffee brought to his room.

It was, finally, the reason behind the quarrel.

Rutledge’s hopes plummeted.

Stopping at the corner to hand Mavers over to Forrest, Rutledge turned on his heel and went back to the lych-gate, searching for Royston in the crowd gathered there, silent and avoiding one another’s eyes, their faces stiff with shocked dismay, unable to think of any way out of the churchyard that wouldn’t take them past the rest of the parishioners equally paralyzed with indecision.

There were other choices

Of a killer she’d seen—and somehow recognized

The drive back to Upper Streetham was quiet, only the sound of the tires along the road, and once a dog barking furiously as they passed