A Deadly Service (A Butterworth Mystery Book 3) by Gillian Larkin

Author:Gillian Larkin [Larkin, Gillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-02-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

“Poor Jocelyn,” Sable said. “I thought she’d knocked herself out when she fainted like that.”

“It was a tremendous shock for her. Tea?”

“Always.” Sable sat herself at Connie’s kitchen table and powered up Connie’s laptop. “I’ll download our footage. I hope we’ve caught the killer in action. I’m still annoyed about my light bulb. You’d think Saffy would have let me have it for a minute or two. She’s supposed to be a family friend.”

“She is a family friend. She’s also a member of the police force and she has to do the right thing. She said she’d forward the recording to you in due course.” Connie filled the kettle and switched it on.

“When will that be? And what about my light bulb? I want it back at some point. We’ll use it again.”

Sable went on to the Internet and into her cloud storage. She tapped away for a minute, and then said, “Connie, it’s ready to view.”

“Give me a moment to finish the tea.”

Sable waited impatiently while Connie finished her task.

Connie smiled as she placed the cups of tea on the table. “Your face will stay that way if you’re not careful.”

“What way?” Sable asked.

“All twisted up. You look like you’ve got wind.” Connie took a seat. “Come on then. Let’s get on with it.”

Sable clicked on the video recording which came from the pen.

They watched for a couple of minutes and then Connie said, “Does my hair really look that grey? I only had my roots done last month.”

“Never mind your hair. Look at the hem on the back of my jacket. You never told me it was uneven.” Sable pursed her lips.

“I didn’t notice,” Connie admitted. “It does pick up our voices really well. Do you think we made the right decision to have the pen pointed at the door?”

“I do. That would be the sensible place for a person to enter. It would be easy for someone to get a spare key.” Sable tutted. “I can’t believe I’ve been walking around with a crooked hem. I’ll have to get that sorted out.”

They watched themselves moving about on the screen for ten minutes.

Sable said, “Right, this is when we left the room. Let’s fast-forward it a bit to see if anything happens. I don’t think anything did because we checked the room when we came back.”

They watched in silence for the next thirty minutes as Sable’s hand hovered over the play icon ready to stop it at any moment.

The time on the recording went through the hours of the night and into the morning.

“This is tedious,” Connie said. “Shall we have another cuppa?”

Sable stood up and stretched. “I’ll make it. You keep watching this. Let me know if anything happens.”

Sable made it as far as the kettle before Connie yelled, “Quick! Come back!”

Sable spun on her heel and was back at the table in two strides. “What is it?”

“Sit down. Look at this. Don Kent has let himself into the office. It’s seven-thirty.”

“We know why he was there.

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