“It’s a page of a legal document. A will, maybe” said Joe.
“Yes, that’s what I think” the Inspector said. “I think it’s your mother’s will. I found it in the top pocket of Clive’s shirt. That’s why I’m here. Look that’s your mother’s maiden name, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is. But my mother had nothing. Except this house. She had nothing. I’m amazed she didn’t even drink this house away.” Joe stifled the cracking of his voice with his fist.
“ I want to know why Clive’s dead. I want to know why Clive had this in his pocket and I want to know why CJ was here when I came in. I think you know why....”