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Alice walked back in. “That was the coroner in Epsom. The oddest thing. Seems when Fred Morgan died, a couple of nights before you came, he had almost no blood in his body. Some sort of bizarre bleeding disease. Makes you wonder if they haven’t dropped some new, invisible gas, but he’s just an isolated case.”

Not completely. “I got a message to please come by the Abbotts’ farm. Seems the news I’ve had three years of vet school preceded me. He had a problem with two of his cows. They were wasted, feeble, and when I tried to take a blood sample, thinking maybe somewhere there was a lab that might look at it, it was almost impossible to find a vein—they’d all collapsed. The animals had very little blood in them. Odd to have two strange happenings on top of the bombing.”

“Three strange things,” she replied. “Don’t forget the disappearing injured man.”

How could he? That was the reason they met.