Roffman (a.k.a. Margaret Summerton) peeks in on a crime from two human-interest angles. We watch as a cold-blooded thief and murderer bashes his boss on the head, waits patiently for him to die, and then disposes of the body in a deserted wood. We also watch ten-year-old, incorrigible Tilly--who's living with her tetchy grandparents while father is in India--as she finds that body, takes possession of a gold watch that lies nearby, and glories (to grandfather's fury) in her new notoriety. The two halves of the story connect when the murder victim's mad ex-wife (who also happens to be the murderer's sister) goes after Tilly, determined to repossess that watch. A nicely creepy opening, then settling into some young-adultish sentimentalities, but warmly observed and adeptly fashioned throughout.