Goat Parva Murders – 15

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.


“Well that was very interesting,” said Knowles as he put his seatbelt on. “Barry Janus was there, taking pictures of a hedge, and he confirmed that he did see Carly Waferr this morning, but she didn’t just wave to him – she made that cutthroat gesture and pointed to the rhododendron bushes where Clem Shapiro was lying. Janus went over there and saw Shapiro of course, but he swears Shapiro’s jacket was missing – that he was wearing just a t-shirt and trousers. So either Mrs Hills is losing her mind and the jacket was never there or someone stole it after Carly Waferr’s and before Barry Janus’ viewings of the body. Doggett’s field is open so you’d think that either Janus or Waferr would have seen someone else, but the woods touch on the field between the Baker Clements’ property and Lord Avon’s stately pile, so perhaps the thief could have hidden in the woods.”


“Is that where Carly Waferr came from then?”


“Presumably, we should get the constables to see if they can find any evidence of someone waiting there for things to happen. I’ll make the call when we get to the Baker-Clements.”


“The other possibility is that someone was observing proceedings from the Baker-Clements garden or from Avon’s garden.”


“Right, we should check that too. Did I see the postman just now?”


“Yes, we had a chat – I think he just scored with Danica and wanted to cover that up by claiming he was late because he’d ridden around the local hamlets delivering letters. He even claimed that the postman we saw earlier was an impostor.”


“Of course it was – that’s the only explanation isn’t it? Not that he’s a randy bastard who knows a sure thing when it’s presented to him.”


Barnes started the car and drove down to the front door. Knowles made the call for the constables at Scoresby to come over and search the woods where they joined Doggett’s Field. Barnes looked around at the house and gave a hollow whistle. A pair of beautiful eyes watched him from the lounge and another pair of eyes were watching through binoculars from the garden.

Published by Julian Worker

I was born in Leicester. I attended school in Yorkshire and University in Liverpool. I have been to 93 countries and territories including The Balkans and Armenia in 2015, France and Slovakia in 2016, and some of the Greek Islands in 2017. My sense of humour is distilled from The Goons, Monty Python, Fawlty Towers, and Midsomer Murders. I love being creative in my writing and I love writing about travelling. My next books are a travel book about Greece and a novel inspired by Brexit.

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