Frisby Waterless Murders – 15

This excerpt is from the book entitled The Frisby Waterless Murders, an English Murrder Mystery book set in the countryside, starring two policemen who have been working together for a few years and get along really well. There’s lots of dialogue and banter with some humour thrown in amongst the murders and suspects.


“Hello Inspector Knowles, how are you doing?”


“Just wondering whether this straw could be a murder weapon, actually, Sergeant.”


“Well, leave it with us and we’ll test it for whichever poison was used to kill the Major.”


“Thanks; there’s some tape across seats 10 and 14 because I found some damp patches on the floor and I want those patches analysed just in case they’re suspicious. They’ll probably be tea and/or coffee, but again I’m covering all eventualities.”


“And the rest of the carriage, sir?”


“Take the seats out and watch for anything with a sharp point as it could still be tipped with poison.”


“I will warn the lads although their gloves would be plenty thick enough even if they were pricked.”


“Right, forewarned is forearmed as it were.”


“Thanks, Inspector.”


Knowles left the Sergeant to his work and vacated the carriage. He headed for the station cafe where Barnes, Smythe, and a PC that Knowles didn’t know were interviewing the passengers. Knowles waited until Barnes had finished interviewing a middle-aged woman with red, shoulder-length hair and glasses on a chain. Knowles guessed she was from The Round Table. He beckoned Barnes over to him.


“Who was that you were interviewing?”


“That was Mrs Cridge who was sitting in Seat 20.”


“Bit old for you, Barnesy.”


“Oh I dunno, I quite admire the mature female, Inspector.”


“Did she see anything of interest?”


“She was facing in the same direction as the major, so she didn’t think she saw anything untoward – she was affected by the smoke and ran towards the kitchen area. As did a lot of people apparently, about 10 she said, all of whom would have gone past the Major on their way.”

Published by Julian Worker

Julian was born in Leicester, attended school in Yorkshire, and university in Liverpool. He has been to 94 countries and territories and intends to make the 100 when travel is easier. He writes travel books, murder / mysteries and absurd fiction. His sense of humour is distilled from The Marx Brothers, Monty Python, Fawlty Towers, and Midsomer Murders. His latest book is about a Buddhist cat who tries to help his squirrel friend fly further from a children's slide.

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