The cat distribution system

AN unholy screech cut through the night air. It was as if every cat in Southerly had taken up with the opera at once. The relentless yowling noise would’ve woken the dead. Cecilia was seriously unimpr

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.

Did the mystery man in the photos know Marilyn?

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

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of

Her husband was on a life or death mission – but Jess needed him too