Faithful Unto Death (Chief Inspector Barnaby, Book 5)

Faithful Unto Death (Chief Inspector Barnaby, Book 5)

Caroline Graham

Language: English

Pages: 287

ISBN: 0755342194

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Faithful Unto Death (Chief Inspector Barnaby, Book 5)

Caroline Graham

Language: English

Pages: 287

ISBN: 0755342194

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


When Simone Hollingsworth fails to turn up at bell-ringing practice, her fellow campanologists are neither surprised nor concerned. Only the ever-vigilant Brockleys, the Hollingsworths' neighbors, suspect the worst. "Satisfies on every level".--"San Francisco Chronicle".

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long.” “Precisely. She could hardly just wash it off and turn up. All the supposed cuts and bruises had to have time to heal.” “Why risk coming back at all though, guv?” asked Constable Belling. “She’d got the necklace, the ring, the ransom money.” “But as Hollingsworth’s widow she would expect to inherit all his worldy goods. Nightingales, Penstemon—that alone must be worth a fair shake.” “So, is that why she killed him?” “That’s my belief, though I’ve no doubt there’ll be a different

easy manipulation of other people must sound a bit unbelievable,” said Barnaby. “All I can say is, in all the years I’ve been at it, she’s the best I’ve come across. I was deceived along with everyone else.” Here Barnaby paused and glanced at the familiar face of his watch. Just on six thirty. Time to draw the briefing to a close. Time to have a wash, a cup of tea and a quiet reflective fifteen minutes in his office. Because for the next encounter he knew he would need to be very much on his

a bit.” That might be useful, thought the Chief Inspector as a distant buzzer went off. “That’s the last patient gone,” said Mrs. Jennings. “Come along, Inspector. I’ll take you through.” Dr. Jennings, washing his hands, smiled cheerfully over his shoulder. The smell of soap and antiseptic filled the room. He waved at a chair placed close to the side of his vast, well-cluttered desk. His visitor sat in it. “I don’t like a great expanse of wood between myself and the patient,” said Dr. Jim,

had come to a full stop on it and naturally asked what direction Alan thought this further stage would take. Alan was evasive, saying he needed more time to clarify his ideas. About a month went by—” “Bringing us to?” “Oh, early March, I suppose. Anyway, Gray started pressing him again. You must understand, Inspector, that this world is intensely competitive. With everyone always desperately looking for an inventive edge, time is absolutely of the essence. Days, even hours sometimes, can count.

the man in question.” Barnaby took down the fax number, still talking. “Had he been in the shop before?” There was a slight hiss from the other end of the line which proved to be the entente cordial icing over. Barnaby, at a loss to understand the reason, was quickly enlightened. “Certainly I don’t recall seeing him at any other time in our showrooms.” Shop? Shop! “However, when the photograph arrives, I will be glad to show it to my colleagues, if you think that will help.” Barnaby assured

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