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  1. Cover
  2. FIND THEM DEAD
  3. Dedication page
  4. Maps
  5. 1
  6. 2
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  22. FOUR MONTHS LATER
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  117. GLOSSARY
  118. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  119. NOW A MAJOR ITV SERIES
  120. I FOLLOW YOU
  121. 1
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  123. 3
  124. 4
  125. 5
  126. 6
  127. DISCOVER THE ROY GRACE BOOKS
  128. FIND THEM DEAD
  129. The Detective Superintendent Roy Grace books in order
  130. Also by Peter James

‘Huh,’ Gwen said with a scowl. Then she turned to Trout. ‘I’ll have an Earl Grey, with just a touch of milk and two sweeteners.’

He smiled at her politely. ‘I think it’s best if we all make our own drinks.’

Gwen gave a what’s this world coming to? shake of her head.

‘I really don’t think we have enough information at this stage to even begin to discuss what we’ve heard so far, Gwen,’ Meg said, sternly.

‘Really? Well, let me tell you, the hat I’ve had made for Ascot this year has cost me a fortune.’

‘Would you like me to ask the judge if he will excuse you from this jury on the grounds of what your hat has cost?’ Meg asked her.

There were some smiles around the table.

The woman looked at them all, partly in disgust and partly in bewilderment. ‘Well, surely none of us wants to miss it, do we?’

‘I’m afraid I’ve never been,’ Meg said. ‘And to be honest, Ascot is the least of our worries.’

52

Tuesday 14 May

Under blazing hot, cloudless sunshine in Guayaquil’s Seminario Park, Laura knelt, smiling happily, beside a large iguana, as Cassie took a video. They had both been a little subdued after thinking they might have had their drinks spiked last night. Two very sleazy guys had been hitting on them in a bar, and they had both felt very drunk after just two small beers. They’d asked the barman to call them a taxi, and drunk a lot of water, at Cassie’s suggestion – she’d read about it somewhere – when they got back to their room. But Laura perked up at the sight of the camera.

‘Hey, everybody!’ Laura said to the camera. ‘When I marry, I’m going to marry an iguana! Aren’t they beautiful? Did you know, here’s an interesting fact for you . . . they have two penises.’ She paused. ‘It’s true!’

Cassie snorted and ended the video laughing. ‘Seriously?’

‘Seriously!’ Laura replied. ‘They’re called hemipenises. One works with the left testicle and the other with the right. It gives them two shots at impregnating the female.’

‘Are you sure it’s not so the female has a choice of sizes? I mean, how cool would that be?’ She put on an affected accent. ‘Eow, Rodders, I think tonight I’ll go for the big one.’

Laura laughed. ‘And if he can’t raise one, well, hell, he’s got backup!’

The crazy-paved paths through the small park in the centre of the busy city were teeming with iguanas of every size, a sanctuary the creatures had made their own. Tourists, many backpackers like themselves, were posing with them and the iguanas seemed quite happy.

Suddenly, Cassie looked serious. ‘Let’s go and sit down.’ She pointed to an empty bench.