Devil's in a Different Dress by Chris Barraclough

Author:Chris Barraclough [Barraclough, Chris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, crime, suspense, murder, mystery, british, war, uk, free, best
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Fifteen (Terry)

I’d be the first to admit that I had fuck all clue what I was doing. Back home I’d spent plenty of time with coppers, but it was always on opposite sides of a set of bars. I always said that the only reason they let me sign up was to get me out of the country and out of their hair. When it came to doing police work, though, I didn’t have the faintest. All I knew was, you track down the culprits somehow, you hit ‘em hard and then job’s a good ‘un.

I was all ready to say bollocks to the lot of them, that big-mouthed bint and the pair of pricks I’d been lumped with, but then what else was I gonna do? Sit around scratching my arse and patting my head all day? So I headed back to that street, now featuring a row of burned-out brick shells on one side. A fair few of the locals and just as many uniformed lads were shifting the remains into wheelbarrows and generally picking through the ruins, occasionally lifting out blackened bits of furniture or charred clothes and shaking their heads. I lit up a fag and watched for a bit, then I headed into the fray.

Moss and Kali were lingering at the perimeter, kicking through some rubble and generally avoiding any graft, so I sauntered up to them first.

"Looking for trophies?" I asked and Moss looked up, grinning like a naughty child.

"Supposed to be assessing the houses that are still standing," he replied, hoisting up a blackened lampshade. "Not exactly much worth nicking from this lot." He gave me a curious nod. "What you doing here, eh? If you want another squint at that German bird, you'll have to piss off to the library. She's holed up there with that old fella, the one with the hairy ears."

"Thanks," I said through gritted teeth. No one knew how to push my buttons better than Moss, not even Mick. This bastard was some sort of expert wide-up merchant; he had a sixth sense for getting right on someone’s tits in the shortest possible time. “Try not to sprain anything,” I told him, kicking my way back through the rubble.

“You too, chum,” he called after me.

I couldn’t see anything worth doing around the site, so I headed straight for the library instead. Even when I was stood outside the front door, I honestly didn’t know what I was supposed to do there. Apologise? Apologise for what? I hadn’t been sneaking a peek, I wasn’t some fucking pervert. She should apologise to me for lashing out and almost clawing my eyeball from its socket, then landing me in a massive heap of shite back at the morgue. The more I thought about it, the madder it made me, until I was ready to kick down the bloody door and storm my way in there like an angel of vengeance. I was set to do it an’ all, until some little

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