I Love The Sound Of Breaking Glass (The Christy Kennedy Mysteries Book 2) by Charles Paul

Author:Charles, Paul [Charles, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Fahrenheit Press
Published: 2016-11-17T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade

- Bob Dylan

‘So what can you tell me, good doctor?’ Kennedy smiled as he poured tea into two large, white bone china cups.

‘Well, old chap, quite a bit and devilishly interesting – or, at least, I think it is,’ began Dr Leonard Taylor. He was dressed in the way you expect an old-fashioned English country doctor to dress. Tweed suit, green checked waistcoat, green dicky-bow and a huge smile which made it all work.

‘Good. I could do with a bit of good news on this one.’ Yet Kennedy felt that his current dark mood probably had more to do with the storm clouds gathering around ann rea’s shoulders, than the murder case. He had left her feeling…well, feeling like maybe he shouldn’t have left her. They could have comforted each other if they had hung on together for just another five minutes in her car. But ann rea had to return to the Camden New Journal for an appointment and Kennedy had promised to make Dr Taylor one of his special cups of tea in return for an ‘in person’ review of the autopsy report.

Of course life is full of compromises, but Kennedy didn’t feel that he should be making them at that (or indeed any) point in his relationship with ann rea.

‘Peter O’Browne was strangled.’

‘Yes,’ came Kennedy’s impatient reply, which did not hide the fact that Dr Taylor’s opening comment was about as big a surprise as traffic jams on the M25.

‘Let me qualify that. All the rope marks, and in particular the inverted V on the side of his neck, indicate that the deceased was hanged. But he didn’t have a broken neck, which would lead me to believe that he didn’t receive any sort of sudden jolt, as would be usual with hanging. For instance, in the days when people were executed by hanging, with the trapdoor and all that, it was the weight of the body, the sudden fall, that snapped and broke the neck. One can only deduce that Peter O’Browne was hoisted up from the floor; or something similar.’

‘Hmmm.’ Kennedy thought for a few seconds. ‘Would this mean that two or more people were involved in the murder? It would take a considerable amount of strength to lift up a dead weight with a rope.’

‘It would be hard work, yes, but I dare say one man could do it.’

‘But not a woman?’

‘Oh,’ the doctor chuckled as he took another sip of tea. ‘I wouldn’t have thought so. It would be much too heavy, unless of course we’re talking about one of those Russian javelin throwers.’ Both Kennedy and the doctor laughed. Then Leonard Taylor opened his hands away from his body. ‘Of course I am talking about a normal circumstance. But there is a possibility that a woman trying to kill someone could find hidden superhuman strength. All that increased activity in the adrenal glands.’

The doctor took another sip from his cup; it was magnificent tea.

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