A Lonely Death

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his third victim. That doesn’t make Anthony any more important than the other two victims, but William Jeffers’s wife and Jimmy Roper’s father aren’t able to speak for themselves at this time. Their loss was as devastating as mine, but they are alone in their grief, and I have a staff at my disposal to see me through the next few weeks.”
    “I understand,” Rutledge answered, without committing himself. Pierce was a man used to giving orders, and it was possible that Mrs. Jeffers and Jimmy Roper’s father were grateful that he was taking charge.
    Clearing his throat, as if to dispose of all emotion before he began, Pierce said, “The first Constable Walker, here, knew of Jeffers’s death was sometime after midnight when a goods van, driven by one Sammy Black, came through Eastfield on his way to Hastings. He’d had a problem with his van and was several hours late as it was. Soon after passing the church, he saw something in the middle of the road. To use his own words, he said that it looked like a bundle of old rags lost off a dustman’s cart. But he slowed, because there wasn’t sufficient room to pass on either side, and he was wary about driving straight over the rags. He’d served as a driver in the war and was accustomed to watching out for unexploded ordnance in his path. By that time his headlamps had reached the bundle and he could see it more clearly. He realized it was someone lying in the road, and he stopped to see if it was a drunkard or if the man had been struck by another vehicle.
    “He got out of his van, and walked over to what lay in the road, getting in the way of his own headlamps and having to step aside. Now he had no doubt the man was dead. His eyes were open, and there was a great deal of blood around his neck. At first Black believed that the man had cut his own throat. Unwilling to leave him there, Black finally decided to protect his body by leaving the van in the road, and he walked back into Eastfield to find the police station.”
    He turned to Constable Walker. “Have I got that right, Constable?”
    “Yes, sir. It’s exactly what he’d written in the statement he signed.”
    “Then perhaps you’d like to take up the account at this point.”
    “I sometimes sleep on a cot in the room above the station, Mr. Rutledge, my wife being dead for some years. I heard Mr. Black banging on the door, as I had only just gone to bed. I opened the window and called out to him, asking what the problem might be. He told me he’d just discovered a dead man in the road and would I come at once? I asked if he was certain the man was dead. He told me he’d seen enough dead men in the war, and he was certain. All the same, I took the time to summon Dr. Gooding, and he brought his trap with him, in the event we needed it. We reached the body, and Mr. Black drew his van to one side. Both Dr. Gooding and I had brought a lamp with us, and we could see fairly clearly. Mr. Black was right, the man was dead, and as the light reached his face, both of us recognized him at the same time. Dr. Gooding leaned closer, and then straightened up, looking up at me. ‘He’s been garroted,’ he said, shock in his voice, and I bent over to see for myself. It was the only explanation—the wire had cut deep and yet it was clear from Jeffers’s face that he had been strangled. Mr. Black at this point had gone back to his van, and I believe he was sick by some bushes along the verge. Knowing that this was a heavily traveled route from about four o’clock in the morning until first light, we cast about to see if we could find anything of importance. Dr. Gooding in particular wanted to find the ligature that had been used. But there was nothing to find. Just the body in the middle of the road. The doctor did say that Mr. Jeffers had been dead for some time, an hour or more at a guess.”
    His account had been vivid, where Pierce’s had been factual, without personal feelings coloring it. But Rutledge could

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