I stayed up late only going to bed in the early hours of the morning, revisiting the data I had previously read, but with a fresh perspective.
The Conroy house was in a respectable part of town and the back garden sloped down toward the Cold Mountain River. The yard was fenced off, and on the other side was a bitumen walkway, which meandered along the river’s edge.
The fence didn’t have a gate, nor any access to the river or pathway. The high roughhewn structure with