This excerpt is from the book entitled The Goat Parva Murders an English Murder 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.
The Butler walked stiffly down the corridor and entered the door at the far end.
“A warm welcome as you’d expect from the upper classes,” growled Knowles.
The room was full of the heads of various animals that had been shot on the family’s estates in Scotland and transported down to Goat Parva to warn the locals about what would happen if they ever started to cause trouble,
The door at the far end of the corridor was flung open in anger and a short set man in tweeds marched towards them. About ten yards away from Barnes and Knowles he started shouting.
“What’s the meaning of this – Claude, my son, involved in a murder? Preposterous, totally preposterous.”
“Your son was in Culpepper’s Woods this morning taking pictures of the trees not far away from where a murder was committed. We can either talk to him here or we can take him down to the station for questioning. It’s your choice.”
“This is utter bunkum – I know the Chief Constable and I will phone him immediately about your intolerable accusations against my son.”
“We are investigating a murder and we need your son’s help in finding out what happened and when.”
“Claude wouldn’t hurt anyone and it’s ridiculous to suggest otherwise.”
“Lord Avon can we talk to him and find out what he knows?” Knowles was plumbing the depths of his diplomacy now and Barnes knew that there wasn’t much left.