Operation Destruct by Christopher Nicole

Author:Christopher Nicole [Nicole, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Endeavour Media
Published: 2019-03-27T22:00:00+00:00

Part Two

Scotland

Chapter Seven

“Murdered?” screamed Mrs. Constant. “Oh, Mr. Anders, what a thing to have done.”

“You have got to be joking,” Jonathan said.

“I’m afraid I don’t joke about murder, Mr. Anders,” Sergeant Miller said grimly. “That was a telephone call from the Station. They want me back there right away. And you, sir.”

“Great screaming carrion crows,” Clark said. “But you can’t really suppose Jon had anything to do with it? We were with him all afternoon.”

“Is that so? Then you’ll be the American gentleman, Mr. Bridges? I think you’d better come down to the Station as well, sir.” He raised his hand. “And it would be wisest if nobody said anything more until we get there.”

Clark gazed at Jonathan, an expression of bewildered frustration on his face. But Jonathan had already come to a decision. There was only one possible way to play this particular game, now; it was like watching the other chap building up a massive attack which, once ready, would be unstoppable. “We’d better do as the sergeant says, Clark.”

“But listen, I have those seats you wanted, and it’s ten after seven already. We have to be there by eight.”

“I’m sure the sergeant won’t keep us long when we’ve explained everything. You and Helen follow us in your car. You’ve no objection, Mr. Miller?”

The sergeant hesitated. “Well, I suppose there’s no harm in that, Mr. Anders. You’ll stay close behind us, mind, Mr. Bridges.”

“Of all the things to happen,” said Mrs. Constant. “Whatever am I going to tell the rest of my guests?”

“I’d tell them nothing at all, if I were you,” said the sergeant. “And you’d better give me the key to Mr. Anders’ room, for the time being.” He went down the steps.

Helen peered at them from the window of the Mini. “Whatever’s happening?”

“I’m afraid our date is going to be slightly delayed.” Jonathan squeezed her hand. “Clark will explain.” He got into the police car beside the sergeant. “They really were with me every moment until I got back to Oceanview.”

“Oh, I believe that, Mr. Anders.” The sergeant turned out of the yard. “And they were with you out at the wreck this afternoon, too, you said. Old friends of yours, are they?”

“I told you, we met on the plane this morning. They’re journalists.”

“And what exactly are you?”

Jonathan sighed. “Shouldn’t you be cautioning me, about now?” He watched the road unfolding itself in front of them. They were passing a succession of bungalows, each a blaze of lights. It was suppertime in Guernsey. But this surely meant the roads would be less busy than usual, and thanks to the low cloud and the drizzling rain the night was already very dark. He tried to visualize the road into town, to decide where it would be at its emptiest, its street lamps fewest.

“I’ll caution you at the Station, Mr. Anders. But I thought you wanted this opportunity to have an informal chat. Might do us both a bit of good. You don’t look a violent sort of chap to me.

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