By Pauline Rowson
Girl the pinnacle instructor of a suffering neighborhood university is located brutally murdered in Langstone Harbour besides a be aware stumbled on at the sufferer have you ever forgotten ME Is it easily a mindless homicide via an unhinged killer or does anyone as regards to the top have a reason for homicide As Horton delves deeper into the research aided by way of Sergeant Cantelli the stress mounts With the clock ticking Horton is quickly pressured to take a call that may placed his existence at the line
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Taking the file, Horton pushed open the interconnecting door into the head’s office. He wasn’t sure what he’d find; perhaps a repeat version of Edney’s office, but the only similarity was the furniture and the shabbiness. Where Edney’s office had been neat almost to the extremes of clinical obsession, Langley’s looked as though a tornado had hit it. He picked his way through the books, files and DVDs stacked on the floor, taking half a glance at them – they all related to educational matters – and headed for a large notice board on the left-hand wall.
But I definitely know her from somewhere. ’ ‘See if you can wake it up, Barney. ’ Horton wondered if that was what had stirred in his memory a moment ago, a sense of familiarity. qxd 2/7/07 12:00 pm Page 25 Deadly Waters 25 didn’t recognize her. Maybe she reminded him of someone or something. m. m. His timing was out. Horton wasn’t sure if that was a reflection on the doctor’s competence or the fact that it hadn’t been easy to conduct an examination on the mulberry. He gave Price the benefit of the doubt this time.
Qxd 2/7/07 12:00 pm Page 29 Deadly Waters 29 He reached across and switched the heater off, then pressed his finger on the button and let the window glide down a few inches, allowing a chill damp blast of air to invade the car. Cantelli, who always seemed to suffer from the cold, shuddered elaborately and then, as if to remind Horton he had a cold coming, sneezed. ‘We both need to stay alert,’ Horton said. ’ Cantelli didn’t look convinced but said nothing. ’ Cantelli chanted, ‘“O let us be married!