‘She’s a rower. Or she was. It’s how she and Danny met. He was a rower as well. But only at a junior level, I think. Liz told me Danny had all the talent in the world, but he didn’t have the necessary drive. I’ll be honest, she could be a bit scary when she talked about what you needed to be a top-level athlete. It was all about the tiniest margins, she’d say. Being committed to your goal and not letting anything get in the way. Which is how you end up with an Olympic silver medal, I suppose.’

‘What was her class?’ Judith asked.

‘Class?’

‘What sort of rowing did she do? Was she in an eight?’

‘No, I think she was a solo rower. It was her on her own.’

‘Which is interesting,’ Judith said. ‘So she’s a bit of a loner, would you say?’

‘I don’t know I’d say that. I don’t really know her.’

‘But she comes to church every week,’ Suzie said.

‘I know, but you have to understand, when I’m at church, I’m always representing Colin, so I have to talk to everyone who wants to talk to me. And Liz keeps herself to herself a bit. I get the impression her faith is a very private thing to her.’

‘But you’d say she was a Christian?’

‘Oh yes.’

‘And had Christian values?’

‘Of course.’

‘Even though she killed her dog,’ Suzie said.

‘What?’

Suzie explained how she believed Liz had paid a vet to kill her dog.

‘That’s not possible.’

‘It’s not just possible, it happened.’

‘Look, I’d agree with you she can be a bit grand at times. She’s something like Marlow royalty with her Olympic medal. You can see it in the way she holds herself when she comes to church. She very much thinks she’s Queen Bee. But then, everyone flutters around her and makes a fuss, so it’s no surprise I suppose. Now, I’ve answered your questions, I’m afraid I have to ask you both to leave.’

‘We’re only having a cup of tea in your kitchen,’ Judith said.

‘I can’t be seen gossiping about locals.’

‘Locals who might have committed murder.’

‘You have to stop saying that!’

‘But it’s true! Someone murdered Stefan. And then murdered Iqbal. We have to find out who it was.’

‘Well, it won’t have been Liz,’ Becks said with finality. ‘I can tell you that much. There’s no way she’d commit murder.’