The Killing Of Olga Klimt (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
‘Hell for leather,’ she murmured. (Did anyone ever use the expression nowadays?) She found herself trying to imagine the experts in violent death arriving at Philomel Cottage. She hated police procedurals, so she was vague about it. There would be a team consisting of a detective inspector, a police sergeant, a police surgeon, a photographer or two, a print man, whom she envisaged as having small delicate hands, several plain-clothes men who would no doubt subject every room in the house to a methodical search. They would be carrying with them their peculiar paraphernalia and specific skills. She could see them very clearly now, hard-faced, bleary-eyed men and, possibly, a woman or two, standing around, looking as though they would rather be somewhere else … Antonia had forced herself to read a couple of police procedurals and found them tedious, but she understood they had a following. Well, chacun à son goût … She imagined Hugh sitting patiently on the sofa, smoking his pipe, his legs crossed, giving every appearance of being unperturbed, waiting for his turn to be interviewed.
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