A Walk with the Dead
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When a young girl, Jill Harris, is murdered, the case soon becomes personal for Monika Paniatowski. She saw the victim looking distressed only hours before she was killed, and Jill was the same age as her own daughter, Louisa.
Driven by guilt and pity, Monika throws herself into the investigation, but both the chief constable, who is away, and Colin Beresford - her right hand man - think she is too emotionally involved to handle it.
What none of them know is that the killer is planning to strike again...
would suit me perfectly,’ Meadows agreed. ‘Then if you’d like to wait in the outer office . . .’ Mrs Garner said, turning back to her paperwork. It was a dismissal – a minor victory on Mrs Garner’s part – but Meadows did not mind, because she had achieved her objective, and as she left the office she found herself wondering if Lord Briargate – whom she had never met – really did have a Labrador called Jess. ‘That was rather strange, wasn’t it, Jack?’ Paniatowski asked, as she and Crane walked
hazard,’ she agreed. ‘I did have a theory at first, but, as events turned out, it didn’t quite stand up to investigation.’ ‘I’d still like to hear it.’ ‘We had a new girl join us at the start of the spring term – a quiet, pretty, very timid little thing called Tilly Roberts. She and Jill became firm friends almost at once, and the fights started soon afterwards.’ ‘So your theory is that the new girl was being bullied, and that Jill was defending her,’ Meadows guessed. ‘Exactly,’ Mrs Pierce
residents of Balaclava Street were not the only ones to suffer a rude awakening that early morning. Those who lived in New Bridge Street, East Street, Elm Avenue and India Mills Road were similarly awoken by a sudden banging on the door and a demand from the police that they be admitted. The disturbance did not last for long. By six thirty-two, when the last hurriedly dressed man on DI Beresford’s list was led handcuffed to the waiting patrol car, it was all over, and those who had heard the
got against Liz?’ ‘Nothing,’ Meadows replied. ‘She seems a perfectly nice woman, and she’ll probably turn out to be a very good police surgeon.’ ‘But . . .’ Crane said. ‘But I don’t think she’s good for you.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘Because I think she’s about to rob you of your independence.’ ‘And what if I don’t want my independence?’ ‘Then you’re a bigger fool than I took you for.’ ‘You almost sound as if you’re jealous,’ Crane said. ‘Don’t be absurd,’ Meadows said dismissively. ‘You and I are
talk a little about your background,’ she said. ‘Do you have any objection to that?’ ‘You’d like me to say I do object, wouldn’t you?’ Duffy asked. ‘Would I?’ ‘Of course, because my refusal would indicate that you’d hit a weak spot in my psyche, which you could then use to your advantage. Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I have no objection at all to discussing my background, so feel free to ask whatever you want to.’ She was using her arrogance as a shield, Paniatowski thought, but