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  ‘It’s nice to have more privacy,’ West said. He met the eye of the owner who was standing behind and gave a silent prearranged signal. Almost immediately, an ice bucket holding a bottle of champagne arrived and two waiters appeared, tall candleholders in each hand that they placed between their table and the other diners. Then they lit the candles.

  Edel’s eyes flicked from the candles to the champagne. ‘What is going on?’

  ‘Wait and see,’ West said with a grin. He held up a hand and suddenly the background music that had been playing stopped and into the silence fell the heart-warming sounds of a violin. The violinist drew closer and stood on the far side of the candlelight.

  The stage was set. West got to his feet, moved closer to Edel and dropped to one knee. ‘The first time wasn’t very romantic. I thought, this time, I’d do it better.’ He reached into his pocket for the ring box. ‘Will you marry me, Edel?’ He opened the box and watched as her eyes widened.

  She shook her head, then laughed, pulled the fake ring from her finger and tossed it onto the table. ‘Yes, Mike, I’ll marry you.’

  West stood to a chorus of whoops and cheers from the other diners and because it seemed to be expected, he pulled Edel into his arms and kissed her. There were more cheers and some bawdy suggestions but once West took his seat and there wasn’t more excitement, the other diners’ attention returned to their own companions and dinners.

  The violinist played once more, then he too, left them alone. Edel held her hand out, the diamond sparkling in the light from the candles, and asked, ‘How did you know?’

  He wanted to tell her that he loved her so much that her slightest worry was clear to him, that he would go to any lengths to keep her from being hurt, do anything to make her happy. Instead, he reached for her hand, lifted it to his lips and kissed it. ‘You know my method. It is founded upon the observation of trifles.’

  She narrowed her eyes. ‘Poe?’

  West laughed. ‘Sherlock Homes.’ He quickly filled her in on Andrews’ role in getting her ring back.

  ‘I owe him,’ she said, tilting her hand to admire it.

  ‘We both do. But now,’ West said, putting down his glass, ‘wait till you hear about our latest case. The Case of the Headless Bodies.’ He laughed at her expression and reached for her hand, brushing his thumb against the back of it. Then, in the romantic candlelight, he told her the details of the grim tale with her eyes sparkling as much as the ring on her finger.

  Crime – it had brought them together and had nearly broken them apart. He’d keep chasing the criminals, she’d keep writing her crime stories and maybe together they’d solve the puzzles of the strange crimes that were sure to come in the future.

  Because they’d come… of that he was certain.

  THE END

  Acknowledgements

  Details are often adjusted for the sake of a story – the Mater Hospital, where I trained as a nurse years ago, has many departments and probably far more than were there in my day – but as far as I’m aware it doesn’t have a department of anaplastology.

  Grateful thanks to all at Bloodhound Books, especially Betsy Reavley, Fred Freeman, Tara Lyons, Heather Fitt, Clare Law, Ian Skewis, and the wonderful cover design team.

  As usual, a big thank you to my brother-in-law, retired Detective Garda Gerry Doyle for assisting me with some of the details of the Garda Síochána – as ever, mistakes are mine alone.

  Thanks to Lynda Checkley for the use of her name – I hope she enjoys being the ‘baddie’!

  A huge thanks to the writer Jenny O’Brien who is generous with both her time and support and who helped me pull this book into shape.

  To other writers in the writing community who make this such a fun job – all of my fellow Bloodhound writers, plus the writers Leslie Bratspis, Patricia Gitt, Mary Karpin, Pam Lecky, Catherine Kullmann and Jim Ody.

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  And finally – the foundation of everything I do… my amazing, wonderful family – husband, sisters, brothers, in-laws, nieces, nephews, grand-nieces, grand-nephews, and cousins.

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