The Doomsday Prophecy. Scott Mariani

was here asking questions about an Englishwoman.’

      ‘I don’t know anything about that,’ Ben said.

      Stephanides raised his eyebrows. The look that flashed through his eyes said gotcha. ‘This is not what his wife, Mrs Palmer, told me last night. She told me Mr Palmer was working for you to find this Miss Bradbury.’

      Ben closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. He’d walked right into that one.

      ‘I have seven bodies in the morgue,’ Stephanides said. ‘And another eleven people who have suffered injury. One will never see again. Another will never walk again. Someone planted a bomb in the middle of my town, and I will find out who and why.’