Death of a Liar (A Hamish Macbeth Mystery)
M. C. Beaton
From the writer of the Agatha Raisin tv series...
DEATH OF A LIAR: A Hamish Macbeth Mystery
Sergeant Hamish Macbeth is alarmed to obtain a file from a girl within the small village of Cronish within the Scottish Highlands. She has been brutally attacked and the felony is at the free. yet upon additional research, Hamish discovers that she was once mendacity in regards to the crime. So while a similar lady calls him again approximately an outsider, he easily marvels at her compulsion to lie. This time, even though, she is telling the reality. Her physique is located in her domestic and Hamish needs to type via all of her lies to resolve the crime.
Knew whatever that her killer wanted.” “Christine Dalray remains to be up on the house,” stated Dick. “We’d larger wake up there,” acknowledged Hamish. “Let’s go.” He and Dick stumbled on a policeman wrapping up the police tape. “I’ve been ordered again to Strathbane,” he stated. They went on into the home. Christine was once sitting within the kitchen, staring at into house. She became her head once they entered. “I hold hoping I’ll simply locate something,” she acknowledged, “but I can’t locate whatever in any respect. If it weren’t for some of these.
Out and walked as much as the schoolhouse, inhaling the typical scents of domestic: peat smoke, tar, pine, and baking. He used to be sporting his forensic go well with less than his arm. He stopped outdoor the schoolhouse and placed it on, then bent down and coated his boots sooner than knocking on the door. Christine responded it. Hamish, his brain usually jam-packed with Anka, had forgotten how beautiful Christine appeared. “Grand to determine you, Hamish,” she acknowledged. “Watch the place you stroll. I’ve been taking on floorboards.” “Found.
eating room. the next morning, Hamish packed up the Land Rover with the puppy and cat, a picnic, a range, and a tent. It was once an excellent sunny day. As he drove north, he cursed the monsters who had introduced their blackness to this pretty wild a part of the realm: a spot of big mountains, white shorelines, and tiny villages the place the folk nonetheless spoke with the best accessory within the British Isles, even though a type of bastardised Glaswegian was once creeping into Inverness. He diligently searched deserted.
First time he had truly noticeable a frilly sofa. It was once lined in slippery rose-pink silk. there have been frills down the seams and frills at ground point. Rod’s face stood out white opposed to the heritage. Hamish brought himself. “It’s the shock,” stated Rod. “Poor Amanda. She was once continually announcing how smooth she used to be and that her center used to be no longer strong. God forgive me. I didn’t think her.” “Why was once that?” requested Hamish. Rod was once a tall slender guy, impeccably wearing a well-tailored swimsuit. He had gray.
Station all to himself. He bought out of Angela’s motor vehicle and strolled in the direction of the police station. Then he stopped and frowned. His traditional parking position along side the eating place used to be blocked through a wide, dusty Jeep Cherokee. He approached carefully, wishing he have been in uniform and had his belt with the stun gun on it with him. He regarded within the driver’s window. a massive of a fair-haired policeman was once asleep on the wheel. Hamish rapped at the window. The policeman all started wide awake, opened the auto door,.