But, even more than the Almighty, he had to thank Professor Amos, who had completed the job of reconstructing their cadaver with a remarkable and commendable speed. Armed with pictures of Professor Amos's facial reconstruction of the dead man, Rafferty took one with him to...
‘I’m a man’s woman,’ Inspector,’ she told him with a flirtatious little giggle. ‘To be honest, if I hadn’t seen her watching me during the evening I’d have barely noticed this Mrs Bignall. She struck me as one of those little mice with nothing to say for themselves who vanish into the wallpaper o...
At the best of times, Beard, the station's self-appointed grey-sage, treated the younger officers who had attained superior rank with an over-familiar lèse-majesté. But this, thought Rafferty indignantly, even for Beard, was a lèse too far. But he had hardly got the first ...
It was a beautifully clear day, with an azure sky and a light breeze to keep the air fresh.Llewellyn was round the flat early already dressed in his wedding suit. He chivvied Rafferty into getting showered and having some breakfast.‘You’re like an old mother hen,’ Rafferty complained. ‘There’s pl...
For the next six years she completed a romantic novel a year, only the last of which was published (Land of Dreams (out of print in any format). When her follow-up romance was rejected, she felt like murdering someone. So she did. She turned to crime. Dead Before Morning, her first mystery novel ...
He had tried to contact Abra several times the previous evening, but she had left her ansafone switched on and in spite of his desperate pleading, she had chosen to take none of his calls. Somehow, he knew he would have to find time during a busy day of interviews to go round to her flat. At leas...
The small filing room just off his office held what, behind its concealing curtain, looked like a rack of clothes. Were Dryden's finances in an even worse state than they'd thought for him to be reduced to camping out in his office? As Rafferty studied Dryden, he thought they might be. The well-g...
‘You don’t want to give the super the chance to accuse you of neglecting one of his preferred suspects in order to harass Rathi Khan.’ Casey had been wool-gathering. Absently he said, ‘Preferred suspects?’ ‘White ones. I reckon BrownJob would happily extend Macpherson’...
Apart from the files of the firm's current staff, he had also obtained those of the staff who had left between the death of Robert Aimhurst and the murder of Clive Barstaple. He was thankful there had been no more than three such departures, thankful, too, that, having reached the superstitiously...