A new case for Patrick Gillard and Ingrid Langley - When a DCI is killed in a car crash, his superiors are convinced he was silenced because he was investigating the murder of MP Jason Giddings. Patrick Gillard and his consultant (and wife) Ingrid Langley are brought in to assess further risks to...
I nevertheless found it hard to understand how someone who worked merely as a driver for a funeral director could somehow ‘lose’ a corpse and substitute valuable items in the coffin with a view to hiding them efficiently until they could be disposed of, for financial gain, without anyone else in ...
After leaving the main road at the top of Hinton Littlemoor the Somerset lanes we had to use to reach it are twisting and narrow, with passing places, and there is no room for error. Patrick drove the Range Rover as fast as he dared with me acting as look-out on the tight right-handed bends. We m...
Later, as we stood on the pavement outside the hotel I heard the first rumbles and, cursed with flippancy even in bad moments, it occurred to me that this could be the backdrop for a scene in a rather tacky movie. Even our surroundings, one of the finer terraces in Bath, would have had a location...
James Carrick was thorough and the fact that nothing he had turned up so far had lit any fuses probably meant that the answers lay elsewhere; with a new line of enquiry. First though, it seemed a good idea to discover the reason for Barbara Blanche’s apparent awkwardness when asked a simple quest...
As the de Havilland DASH 7 thrashed up though the murky sky, chunks of ice were hurled from the propellers and clanged into the sides of the fuselage. Only those inured to such seemingly pioneering flying ignored the noise, ostentatiously dozing or stagily thumbing through the handout magazines. ...
The answer, I suppose, is that they do not and that most are now lived in by people who seek wild places and have other means of support or those who are retired and want to keep a few animals as a hobby. But what was a Scot doing in the fastnesses of England when he had the whole of his native l...
I made no mention of any difficulties between us but said that he ought to tell me where he was and what he was doing. I heard not a word. Two days later Katie, just back from school, came to find me in the kitchen. ‘Mum, you know you said we mustn’t go anywhere near the pub?’ ‘I did,’ I agreed, ...
As he himself had said, I have a good memory and intended to write it down for reference purposes. ‘I’m staggered that he told you so much,’ was Patrick’s first comment. ‘I don’t think it was his first drink of the day – and of course he loathes Hamlyn even more now.’ ‘Mike’ll give you a gong. Bu...