Dead Money by Rodney Hobson

Author:Rodney Hobson [Hobson, Rodney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Mystery, British Detectives, Murder & Mayhem, Traditional Detectives
Amazon: B015HGNM1U
Publisher: Endeavour Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Amos’s meandering, aimless train of thought was broken as he entered County Headquarters next morning. It was difficult to think straight in a murder inquiry, when your wits need to be at their sharpest: long hours and events churning over in the mind conspired against adequate sleep.

Amos had known murder inquiries before, but this one was particularly frustrating. Most murderers he had encountered were very close to the victim.

The commotion in the reception area was therefore particularly unwelcome. Amos veered abruptly right and was half way through the pair of double swing doors that led round to the back of the building and, circuitously, to his own office when he heard his name mentioned. He recognised the voice above the hubbub and his heart sank.

It was tempting to slink away but Amos felt that he owed it to his colleagues in the front office to rescue them so he turned back reluctantly.

"All right, Sgt Jenkins," he said to the figure who was attempting to take charge of the fracas. "Come along, Jason," he added wearily. "In my office."

Jason was an imposing figure, six feet plus tall, blond, handsome and well built. In another age he could have been a young Viking warrior.

It seemed, though, that he had left home hurriedly that morning. A light stubble, slightly darker than his hair, adorned the lower part of his face. He had slipped on a fairly old pair of jeans and thrust his feet into a pair of brown moccasins without wasting time on socks. His shirt proclaimed allegiance to a local Rugby Union club known for its uncompromising play.

This fine specimen of manhood collapsed in tears over the inspector’s desk.

"I love her so much," he gasped between uncontrollable sobs. It would have seemed unreal to Amos - indeed, it had done so the first time it happened - but this was at least the third such performance and the officer knew it was only too real.

Jason controlled himself with difficulty. Amos was aware from past experience that it was best to let nature take its course. Then the torrent began.

"She wasn’t back until gone 11 last night it’s the third time this week I don’t know where she is or what she’s doing or when she’s coming home there’s no food in the place I can’t manage without her."

The words tumbled out as if in one sentence. Jason took his first pause for breath. A moment later he was on to the earnest pleading.

"Why does she have to be on this case? Why can’t she just do burglaries and come home at a proper time? It isn’t safe for a woman. You work her too hard. You expect too much of her."

It was time to pause for a second breath. Amos wished the young man was less fit so that he would have to breathe more often. The momentum was building again.

"She had left already when I woke up this morning. I can’t live without her, I can’t sleep without her, I can’t eat without her.

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