Friday, 22 August 2014

A Time to Prey - Chapter 2

A Time to Prey | Crime Detective Mystery
by Julius Falconer

When news of the bishop’s death came through, Sergeant Hewitt and I drove out post haste to Hartlebury Castle to begin our investigation.  It was a cool autumn morning with the promise of some warmth later on as the mists cleared. The ten-mile journey on the A449 was pleasant if unexciting. Bevere Lane, Egg Lane, Lock Lane, Sinton Lane and other country roads tempted us to diverge from our chosen path of official business, but Hewitt drove determinedly on until we drew up at the front of the castle. We had hardly had time to get our bearings and admire the architecture, which I had not seen before, when a tall, lanky clergyman, doleful of countenance, stepped out to meet us.
'Stringer,’ he announced. ‘I’m the bishop’s secretary. I’m so very sorry you’ve been called out, inspector, but we’re making quite sure we do the right thing. Oh, dear, I fear the worst. I can’t understand it, I just can’t understand it.’
He muttered away to himself, shaking his head,…

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