March 8th, 2007



Gwen studied the crime reports for Cardiff. There was something niggling at her, but it was just out of reach.

"Tosh, could you print me out another report? I need Sundays between these times." She scribbled the details, watching as the results scrolled down the monitor. "Look at that."

"I can't even pronounce that name correctly."

"It's not just the streets, it's family names and businesses." Gwen had found a rash of petty crimes occurring during morning services where the targets had the names of saints in common."

"The local police won't be pleased to hear they missed that connection."


tw100challenge #16: welsh saints