Detective Inspector Edmund Reid, Long Susan and others in “Unfinished Business”

My life, Miss Susan, a policeman's life, we look for pattern to show us our path. Pattern, form, a design. And so here I offer you one such: you and your Mr. Capshaw set men to thieve from your father. The cataclysm that ensued sees Mr. Buckley and his wife bankrupted. And in that bankrupting, Obsidian Estates absorbs their shop and so reveals the discovery of all that lay within... my daughter.

Pattern. But design, Inspector? Whose?

Who can say? But was it mere accident that saw neither of your shots hit their mark?

It was my husband taught me to shoot. And I do not think him inaccurate in his teaching.

Unless, of course, he thought that one day you might have cause to shoot at him?