Goat 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.
“She’s very choosy about what she eats, so I don’t think she’d go for them actually.”
Knowles’ phone rang and he answered:
“’allo – Barnesy – we were just talking about you – there’s some innards for you here if you want to look…You have some news is that why you rang? Oh right – Davis never worked near Sevenoaks – shame – PO Boxes – you have a list you can share with us – there’s no Davis….nothing obvious for any of them – OK I’ll meet you by his locker and see what we can find and then head over to Sharrock Lane to see Greggs and Herald.”
Knowles put his phone away and shook Dr Crabtree’s hand.
“Thanks Ben, for the analysis.”
“Just doing my job, Colin – take it easy over there in Goat Parva – I sense unfinished business.”
After a quick and very late lunch Knowles met Barnes by Davis’ locker. The duty sergeant had found the spare locker key and was eager to see the contents given the rumours that were circulating the station about Davis’ demise.
The sergeant waggled the key in the lock and then the locker door opened without a sound.
“Those hinges are well oiled,” said Knowles, “I wonder why that is?”
“He didn’t want anyone else to be aware that he was going into his locker?”