Well and maybe she had lied about the names, but she wasn't about to tell the judgmental ass of a constable that. At least there was the priest distracting him. Ruth still didn't understand why he had involved himself in the first place, but she was glad for it.

"Shut up, James," she called back. "Let the constable figure it out on his own, since 'e's so good at that."

She turned a corner that led her not in the direction of the church.