The talking tremaynes

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.

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,

Stumbling over the soft sand, Rachel wished she had worn her flat sandals. Her husband Nik, hands in pockets, walked a few paces ahead. The evening sun glinted off the silver that had recently appeare

THAT’S it. It stops right now.” To add oomph to the point, Gloria smacked the soft arms of her chair with her palms. Idly Scott noticed the small puffs of dust that arose and made a mental note that i

THE light was beginning to fade, and as Irene started to scratch her bare arms, she remembered anew one of the few things she disliked about being in the countryside. “The midges are out,” she complai