A Downmarket Hotel. A Moral Campaigner. A woman who had killed her husband. Both Dead. Both Compromised. On the bed, the naked bodies of a man and a woman. ‘Bullet in the head’s not the way to go,’ Larry Hill, Isaac Cook’s detective inspector, said. ‘Do you recognise him?’ Detective Chief Inspector Isaac Cook said. ‘James Holden, from what I can see.’ ‘Rent by the hour?’ ‘Not according to her handbag. There’s a business card. She worked for the man.’ ‘You know this will be all over the media within the hour,’ Isaac said. ‘James Holden, a proponent of the sanctity of the marital bed, man and wife. It’s bound to be.’