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‘Crapulence isn’t a derivative of the Middle English vulgarism “crap”, Poe. It means sickness or indisposition from excess eating or drinking.’
‘All I know is I’m eating my goat,’ he said. He leaned forwards and took in the aromas coming from the grease-stained takeout bags. The smell was intoxicating. ‘You’re about to witness something very special here, Tilly.’
Bradshaw sighed. ‘Before you start, I need to tell you something.’
‘If this is about how unhealthy—’
‘You know how Detective Chief Superintendent Mathers said Frederick Beck hasn’t left the country since he was exposed in the newspaper article?’
‘The UK Border Agency have confirmed it,’ Poe nodded. ‘If he has been rehearsing, it was in the UK somewhere.’
‘I think he has two passports.’
Poe looked at his takeaway goat.
‘Shit,’ he said.
