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Original brown cloth spine lettered in black. Original colour illustrated dust jacket priceclipped. Paper stock slightly toned throughout. A very good plus or better copy in a near fine fresh dust jacket.
'Do you think I'm wasting your time, Lewis?'
Lewis was nobody's fool and was a man of some honesty and integrity.
An engaging smile crept across Morse's mouth. He thought they could get on well together . . .'
The death of Sylvia Kaye figured dramatically in Thursday afternoon's edition of the Oxford Mail.
By Friday evening Inspector Morse had informed the nation that the police were looking for a dangerous man - facing charges of wilful murder, sexual assault and rape.
But as the obvious leads fade into twilight and darkness, Morse becomes more and more convinced that passion holds the key . . .