MURDER ON THE OLD BOG ROAD: gripping Irish crime fiction by David Pearson

Author:David Pearson [Pearson, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: THE BOOK FOLKS traditional British murder mystery crime fiction publishers
Published: 2018-03-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Sunday, 3:00 pm

The Ryanair Boeing 737 touched down at John Paul II International Airport in Krakow with a satisfying thud, followed by screeching from the engines as the pilot used reverse thrust to bring the plane to taxiing speed.

Krakow was already cold, but not as yet in the grip of the full Polish winter. Outside the doors leading from baggage claim to arrivals, a man with a completely shaved head stood with a piece of white cardboard bearing the four letters HAYS written freehand in black marker. He was dressed in some sort of black combat suit, with a short jacket and black pants, although there were no obvious signs that he was carrying any weapons.

He introduced himself and showed the two Irish detectives to a waiting Skoda parked quite illegally on a yellow hatched area directly outside the terminal. It was an unmarked police car, but very obviously so, with its multiple radio aerials and other equipment scattered around the dashboard inside.

Their unnamed escort drove them briskly to the centre of town, pointing out some of the major landmarks of the city on the way.

The two detectives were booked into the Radisson Blu and were surprised at the very modest rate for two rooms in a five-star hotel. It certainly lived well up to its rating, with a very simple but elegant reception area, and an inviting bar.

They were allocated rooms 220 and 221, a pair of rooms opposite each other on the second floor. Hays carried the two small cabin bags that they had brought with them to their rooms.

“Let’s meet in half an hour or so downstairs. We can plan our strategy for tomorrow,” he said.

“Good idea,” Lyons replied, letting herself in.

When Maureen came down about forty minutes later, Hays had ordered her a gin and tonic and was half way through his first ever Polish beer.

“Thanks, Boss,” she said, sitting down opposite Hays, a small piano black table between them.

“Just what the doctor ordered,” she said, holding up her glass, and taking a good swig of the cold liquid.

“So, we have a meeting with Inspector Kowalski at nine-thirty tomorrow. He seems quite amenable to letting us interview Palowski. I’m not sure how it will work though. Do you think he’ll bring him in to the station?” Hays asked.

“I’m not sure how it works out here. It would be good if they got him in. Do you think we need to prepare a list of questions?” she asked.

“No, I don’t think so. We’re pretty good together and I’d prefer just to go with the flow. You OK with that?”

“Yeah, sure. It’s pretty obvious what we need to get from him in any case,” Lyons said.

“A full confession to murdering his sister would be a good start!”

They had another drink, and then went out for a walk around the city. It was cold, but not unbearable, and the city had some very fine buildings and a surprising amount of green open space. They left the hotel and headed east across the squares of Krakow towards the Planty Park.

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