Final act

Nothing much happened in the village DS Dottie Reed was posted to – until a body was found

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

WHO needed London’s West End, Rex Pargeter smiled, taking his usual bracing constitutional along Utterly On Sea’s promenade. He, as actor manager at the Castle Theatre, was king. Yet, like the sunny w

THERE were tubes and wires everywhere. Beside Colin’s bed in Intensive Care was a scary-looking machine with coloured lights and constantly changing numbers on the screen. “I’m sorry to be a nuisance,

HAYLEY grabbed her toolbox from the back of the van and walked up the pathway. Ever since seeing the address on the worksheet, she’d been looking forward to this job. The house was just three doors aw

GWEN slipped off her pumps and poured herself a cuppa from the brown teapot with its knitted cover. She sighed contentedly as she leaned back in the kitchen chair and picked up her post. It had been a