““retrieve their winter coats from the cloakroom, he wrenched open the door and ran down the short flight of steps to the courtyard. “We’ll take the cart to speed us up.” He slid behind the wheel of the small golf cart they used to transport supplies around the island. Bran leaped into the back, barking in excitement. A moment later, Peters clambered into the passenger seat, clutching both their coats. Darko turned the key in the ignition and eased the vehicle into motion. “Is the corpse male or female? Young or old?” “Male. Medium height. Heavy build. Forty-plus.” Darko’s””
