It was now Wednesday, four days since Mama G was killed, and I still hadn’t heard anything from Parminder. I’d phoned her several times to see how the investigation was going, and gotten the equivalent of "no comment." She said only that they were "busy running down the data" on both homicides. Yeah, right, like there was any data to process. There had been no witnesses to either killing, and from what I had seen, squat in the way of evidence at either crime scene for forensics to work with. The only data they had was what I’d given them: the name and passport number of the female "missionary."