A Killing in the Family (#12 - Sanford Third Age Club Mystery) (STAC - Sanford Third Age Club Mystery) by David W Robinson

Author:David W Robinson [Robinson, David W]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crooked Cat Books
Published: 2014-09-21T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

They watched the inspector haring up the drive, blasting his horn at Toby’s classic car as it came in through the gates.

“Now there’s a turn up for the book,” Sheila said.

Joe was not surprised. “She had an accomplice. She must have had. And it wasn’t Rodney Asquith.” He sighed. “Earlier in the night she moved her car to the moors. The accomplice brought her back, one of them did the deed, then got into his car to get away. It’s the only possible answer.” His face fell. “And now we have no hook on her. Not without knowing who the accomplice might be.”

“That doesn’t explain why you didn’t see her, Joe,” Brenda pointed out. “And how did she get out of here without running up the drive. You would have seen her.”

They had investigated the far wall and found it practically un-scalable. It was sheer, and the gaps between stones were so narrow, so smoothly finished that they would not have provided sufficient handhold for anyone to climb it.

Thinking on the matter, Joe looked toward the woods. “It’s the only way. Driscoll was right I didn’t have my eyes open… well I did, but I was looking in the wrong direction.”

They followed his gaze.

“Through the woods?” Sheila asked.

Watching Toby climb out of his car, Joe nodded. “Sir Douglas told me they’re practically impenetrable, but he also said there were paths through them. She’s been here long enough to find those paths, and work out a way to the far wall. If the wood really is that dense, ten to one there’s at least one tree she could climb which would let her get over the wall. While I was busy looking down and along the drive, she was probably legging it across the grass.” Shaking himself out of his depression, he strode forward to meet Toby. “How is he?”

“No change. Who the hell was that?” Toby waved frantically back at the drive and gates.

“Inspector Driscoll of the local filth,” Joe explained. “They’ve found Katya’s car.”

The younger Ballantyne’s eyes lit up. “Have they, now? And her?” He waited for Joe to shake his head, and then asked, “What about your friend the genealogist?”

“She’s on her way. I’m meeting her at The Coven Inn about one o’clock.”

Toby nodded his approval. “Good. You will keep me informed?”

“Count on it.”

***

“So what about Joe Murray? Is there a Mrs Murray?

Serena’s question caught Joe slightly unawares. He needed to talk to members of the family, and he had spotted her ambling around the lawns alone and apparently deep in thought, so decided to join her. Toby, having gone to the house and fed himself, was busy polishing the windscreen of his maroon Aston Martin Lagonda, and Sheila and Brenda could be seen on the terrace chatting with Verity and Hermione. Neither of the other two men could be seen.

“There was a Mrs Murray,” he said. “She left me over ten years ago, then she left dear old Albion. Cleared off to Tenerife to live a life of luxury in the sun, and pulling beers in a bar for a living.

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