I'm fairly sure that my life is being written by Agatha Christie.
Two weeks ago Stuart went on holiday. Kevin went on his as of Monday. Owin's off sick. Gareth took a day off to sort out his computer. Linda's away for 2 weeks.
There's 3 of us left in my team today. And this afternoon Sheila's off to a tennis tournament.
That leaves me and Brendan. I know I'm not the killer, so that means it must be him. I may have to strike pre-emptively...
Two weeks ago Stuart went on holiday. Kevin went on his as of Monday. Owin's off sick. Gareth took a day off to sort out his computer. Linda's away for 2 weeks.
There's 3 of us left in my team today. And this afternoon Sheila's off to a tennis tournament.
That leaves me and Brendan. I know I'm not the killer, so that means it must be him. I may have to strike pre-emptively...