Tag Archives: Murder

191. The Wortley Poisoner

They sit shoulder to shoulder in the Ford Fiesta police car, sipping cold coffee, staring through a windscreen that is slowly turning opaque from the settling dust that blows across the fence from the adjacent quarry. The sergeant grunts, ‚ÄúTurn … Continue reading

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161. The Woman Through the Wall

Two seventeen in the morning. I lie awake and stare through the darkness at the slit of light on the ceiling that drifts with each passing car, listening to the screaming and shouting coming through the wall. My wife whispers, … Continue reading

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