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As I get to the side of the river there is nothing, no movement, no disturbed water and no body. I start to question what I'd seen and how much I've had to drink tonight.
As I am thinking about this I text a friend, another detective to come to Rochester quickly, I think I might need help.
As I finish the message I accidently click on the flashlight on my phone and it shines on the muddy bank of the water and illuminates a large footprint. If nothing else it seems I was right about someone being down here watching.
Though it's been a hot evening the good thing about this person is that they got close enough to the water to make their boots covered with mud.
This means I can follow the muddy trail as it leaves the riverside and it seems they really did get covered as I can follow them up Castle Hill, running behind the historic castle and toward the Cathedral. The footsteps just about run out outside the Cathedral door, pointing in.
My final thoughts before entering are the words of Dickins himself in The Mystery of Edwin Drood -
"Dear Me, said Mr Grewgious, peeping in, “it’s like looking down the throat of Old Time”.
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