Kissing a Killer by David Carter

Author:David Carter [Carter, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: murder fiction, English crime novel, British crime novel, crime fiction, British crime fiction, crime stories, modern fiction, police novels, mysteries, crime novel, murder novels, crime novels, David Carter, Walter Darriteau, cosy mysteries, Chester crime, whodunnits, thriller, cozy mysteries, murder/mystery, English crime fiction, police fiction
Publisher: TrackerDog Media
Published: 2017-04-09T05:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

The offices of Jones Rees & Wilbert were located in the ancient Rows, over an upmarket indie dress shop. Two entire floors of small queer shaped rooms, lots of paperwork, new office equipment, and that permanent smell of stationery being turned over, and quiet people with earnest faces and new glasses, and white skin and swept back hair, and a good supply of coffee and apples and bought in sandwiches, just like all the other solicitors offices across the kingdom. A pretty trainee showed Walter and Karen into Gareth Williams’s small odd shaped office.

Walter went to the window and stared down and across the road, and directly into the travel agency. He could see Lena Freeman jabbering on the phone, and he wondered who she was talking to, and what she was talking about.

‘Take a seat,’ said Gareth, pointing at two small red chairs set before his desk, but they couldn’t sit down because both chairs were covered in piles of files and papers.

‘Chloe!’ he yelled, ‘come and shift these files,’ and the pretty girl returned and murmured, ‘sorry about that,’ and grabbed the manila files and took them away.

Gareth pointed at the chairs, and they all sat down.

Walter and Karen stared across the desk. By crikey, the bouffant hairdo had put on even more weight, and more height too. It was mesmerising. Neither of them could tear their eyes away. It was like a bushy creature living on the top of his head, with a life and mind all of its own. Mind you, thought Karen, the Guv had odd bad hair days when he let it grow too long, when it stood up on end as if it had seen a ghost, but Gareth’s dark swept-up-and-back mop was something else.

‘What can I do for you?’

Walter kicked off. ‘It’s about Belinda Cooper.’

‘Thought it might be.’

‘You know....’ said Karen. ‘That’s she dead?’

‘Yes, I bumped into Lena. She told me about it.’

‘You had a relationship with Belinda Cooper?’ asked Walter.

‘I did.... For my sins.’

‘Sins?’ said Karen.

‘Just an expression.’

‘You’re married?’ asked Karen.

Gareth nodded and muttered, ‘Look, I’m not proud of it.’

‘Does your wife know?’ asked Walter.

‘Yeah, she’s forgiven me, at least I hope she has.’

‘Where were you on...’ and Walter relayed the time of death.

‘Home in bed.’

‘Can your wife confirm that?’

‘Sadly, she can’t, she had a bridge night with her friend, and the crazy woman took a few wines too many, and rather than drive home she decided to stay there.’

‘You could have gone and fetched her,’ suggested Karen.

Gareth shook his head. ‘I’d been drinking too.’

‘There’s such a thing as cabs,’ said Walter.

‘True,’ said Gareth. ‘It was just more convenient for her to stay.’

‘Do you know a young woman by the name of Ellie Wright?’ asked Karen.

Gareth’s bottom lip came out, as if he was thinking, and he shook his head and said, ‘Not that I know of. Why? Who’s she?’

‘Just routine enquiries,’ said Walter. ‘How tall are you?’

‘Six one,’ he said, without hesitation, though Karen imagined he was lying, because men

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