And the Answer Was…

A stained coat. A mayor with mud on his shoes. And a little tailor who knows too much.
Timothy Rolls never wanted to be a hero. He wanted a cup of tea, a quiet evening, and to get home safely. Instead, he got evidence.
The kind that gets people killed.
In a provincial town where a murderer walks free and reputation is everything, one small man stands between justice and a very convenient suicide. What saves him has nothing to do with courage, police, or luck — and everything to do with an orange he nearly didn't pick up.
Ethel Lina White at her most deliciously dark.