Running girl

"Garvie," his mother said, but mildly, "try to answer the inspector's questions." "What's the point? They're the wrong questions." He sat up and leaned forward, and looked directly at Singh. "How do you know she went jogging at all?" "We know." "How?" "She left a note." "How do you know she didn't just leave it to throw people like you off the scent?" Singh said nothing. But his face tightened. Garvie went on. "How do you know she left it? How do you know she left when you think she did? How do you know she didn't leave the note then change her mind?" Singh remained impassive, but a muscle jumped in his left cheek. " They're the right sort of questions," Garvie said. "Seems to me." Excerpted from Running Girl by Simon Mason All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.