THE WINNING STORY

ABBIE Whitrow heard the clang of metal on tarmac. She wondered if something had fallen off the bottom of her car. She had got it from a private seller, after noticing a handwritten ad stuck to its win

IT’S perfect,” I said. “Just think of all the time I’ll save on commuting. I’ll even be able to come home for lunch if I want to.” Mum didn’t look convinced. Of course, she was pleased that I’d found

J ean twirled the gold chain of the ...

SHE loved working in CID. But it wasn’t until DC Abbie Hayes’s senior colleagues went out for a curry that she got her big chance to shine. The phone call from Detective Inspector Stevens came while s

THE door opened and Detective Inspector Liv Nairn and Detective Constable Wayne Taylor climbed out of the pool car. They were each trying not to be impressed by the grand old country manor before them