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.
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Wednesday, lunch time
Knowles decided that he and Barnes should arrive at Mrs Hills’ house in his Land Rover but that Mrs Danica Baker-Clements would be more impressed by Barnes’ Morgan. They drove to Scoresby station, dropped off the Morgan and then chugged over to the Hills’ house imaginatively called The Cottage.
After they knocked on the door of The Cottage there was a deep-throated “Woof, woof” from inside the house and a muffled shout from Mrs Hills, before she flung open the front door. Knowles and Barnes brandished their IDs. The smell of kippers filled their nostrils.
“Mrs Hills? I am DI Colin Knowles and this is Rod Barnes my sergeant – we’d like to talk about your grisly discovery this morning.”
“Is that your police ID, it looked more like your library card, and it’s expired – did you know that Inspector Knowles?”
“Ah, I was hoping you wouldn’t notice – I left the police ID in my other trousers at home.”
“You have another pair of trousers – I am so impressed, Inspector. Do come in and make yourself at home.” Barnes suppressed a smirk as Knowles cleared a path to the sitting room where they were offered a seat on the couch. Knowles sat down and Barnes stood behind him.
“Should Bingo be present, Inspector?” enquired Mrs Hills. “He was the one who found the body after all.”
“Bingo should be present yes, Mrs Hills – please bring him here.”
“Bingo, here boy,” shouted Mrs Hills. Bingo bounded into the room and started to eye Knowles’ shoes surreptitiously.
“What kind of dog is this?” asked Rod Barnes, watching the creature from his vantage point behind the couch.
Julian Worker Fiction Writing 