Tasteful (A Kate Redman Mystery Novella) by Celina Grace

Author:Celina Grace
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cosy crime, cozy crime mystery, British crime thriller, British police procedural crime drama, british detectives, English police mystery, crime novella
Publisher: Isaro Publishing Ltd
Published: 2019-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

“’Terence Buchanan,’” read Chloe from the print-outs in her hands. “He’s co-owner of number eighteen, along with a Mrs Mary Warner.”

Kate glanced over at her companion in the passenger seat. “Married couple?”

“Doesn’t say. We’ll soon find out, anyway.” Chloe glanced at the sat-nav on Kate’s phone, clipped to the dashboard. “Only ten minutes away.”

The glorious spring sunshine of the morning had held. Kate had rolled down her driver-side window but it was still warm, almost too warm for the cashmere jumper she’d put on that morning. The daffodils’ brief moment of glory was almost over but as Kate drove along the narrow road – they were heading for the outskirts of Abbeyford, where town met countryside – she could see the nodding blue heads of the bluebells and the white stitchwort of the daisies dotting the grass. Buds were finally beginning to unfurl on the hedgerows, misting the tangled branches in pale green.

“God, I love spring,” she said to Chloe.

“Me too. You doing anything nice this weekend?”

“House-hunting with Anderton. Again. What about you?”

Chloe grinned. “Couple of dates.”

Kate chuckled. “Haven’t you exhausted Tinder yet?”

“No chance. There’s a never-ending supply of new men.”

“Blimey. Oh, well, have fun.” Kate thought for a moment and then added, “Safe fun.”

Chloe rolled her eyes. “Okay, mum.”

“I mean it.”

“I know, but you don’t have to worry. I’m always careful.”

“Okay. Good. What about that Roman chap you were seeing? The one you met at my Halloween party. He seemed keen.”

Chloe ran a hand through her hair. Usually, she wore it up in a neat twist but today it was loose, falling in golden waves to her shoulders. “I’m still seeing him. I’m just seeing other people as well.” She glanced over at Kate. “He knows that, it’s all above board, I’m not lying to him. I’m just not quite ready for exclusivity yet.”

“Well—” began Kate and then realised they’d arrived at their destination.

Park Lane was easy to find, clearly marked on the sign at its entrance as a ‘Private Road, no parking, turning or cold callers’. Inwardly, Kate rolled her eyes. She pulled up outside number eighteen and pulled on the handbrake.

Chloe was regarding the high golden walls of the house. “Now, is it just me, or does it seem somewhat unfair that one person should be quite that rich?”

“You don’t know that they’re actually rich,” said Kate, getting out of the car.

Chloe scoffed, slamming her own car door. “Come on, that’s a cool three million pound house there, at least.” She shook her head. “How does anyone in this country actually have that kind of money?”

“I don’t know.” Kate checked she had her warrant card and notebook. “Come on, they’re expecting us.”

“This is going to be an interesting conversation,” murmured Chloe as they walked up to the massive front door and Kate raised the brass doorknocker and dropped it with a thump.

The man who answered the door was tall, fairly distinguished looking, with plentiful but greying dark hair and tortoiseshell-framed spectacles. Kate estimated his age at about forty-five.

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