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.
“Take the hat off, Claude, and leave it on the ground – I suggest you go home now and pretend you’ve not been here today – Bingo, you naughty dog what have you found now – or more pertinently who?”
Before Bingo could run off, Mrs Hills put him on a lead and allowed him to show her where he’d found the hat and binoculars. Five minutes later she was making another phone call to the police from her home.
Knowles was starting his latest diet and so breakfast comprised a black coffee and some toast with marmite spread on it. Gemma the cat looked disconsolately at Knowles; she had really appreciated the black pudding he gave her at breakfast as it supplemented her often meagre rations; if he kept up this non-meat diet she might have to actually catch her own food in the garden – needs must.
The instant Knowles bit into the marmite toastie the phone rang.
Knowles picked up the phone and pressed the talk button:
“Hello… hello are you there inspector?” Barnes waited for an answer.
“Mmmmm,” said Knowles, “my breakie in my mmouth.”
“Right, well here we go again, another body this time in Culpepper’s Woods – the same MO i.e. he has been smacked on the head by a blunt instrument. And I should tell you that it’s Roger Davis…”
“Davis? Was he on duty do you know?”