Murder In A Cold Climate: An Inspector Matteesie Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
I have seen her after some nights that would have killed me (booze, sex and more sex, little or no sleep) when she still looked fresh and dewy-eyed. Her hair, which was much lighter than Maxine’s, worn high off her forehead and fluffy around the sides of her face, would look as if it had just been washed, nice and soft. Her face would look as if she’d never had a drink in her life; no baggy eyes, no lines, good white teeth, and only when you looked into her eyes could you see the trouble, whatever it was that made her live on the edge the way she did. In her late teens she’d changed from an easygoing kid to one who seemed the same on the surface but couldn’t let a goodlooking guy go by without looking at him the way some men looked at sexy girls. Today the smudgy charcoal-grey skin around her eyes made her look as if she’d used too much makeup, but closer inspection showed she had none on at all. Her hair was stringy, brushed only cursorily or not at all.
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