The body found under the hedge was that of a middle-aged woman. The gray eyes were wide and staring, and in them Inspector Wexford thought he saw a sardonic gleam. But that must have been his imagination. The woman was a stranger. There was nothing to give him her address, name or occupation, let alone any clues that might lead to her killer. Her death was rather unremarkable; it was her life that was a mystery.
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