‘DI Galena,’ she mumbled, still trying to silence her clock with her other hand. ‘Nikki, can you get in, pronto?’ The superintendent sounded out of breath. ‘Yeah, of course.’ She scrambled from her bed, still holding the phone. ‘What’s happening?’ ‘...
The cottages and houses were scattered in meagre clusters, and every one of them edged the vast arable fields that ran all the way down to the marsh. The narrow lane that served as the main road was clogged with mud spewed up from the tractor tyres, and chickens roamed at will across the pocked-m...