Home > Other > COVER THE LIES: A TREGUNNA CORNISH CRIME NOVEL > Page 32 COVER THE LIES: A TREGUNNA CORNISH CRIME NOVEL Page 32 by Carla Vermaat I turn on my heels, walk away as fast as I can, passing the woman who is still on the doorstep of her house, smoking. ‘For you if you want them,’ I say brusquely, and I lay the flowers on the low wall in front of her house. ‹ Prev Next ›
