Libby Sarjeant Mysteries - 10 - Murder by Magic by Lesley Cookman

Libby Sarjeant Mysteries - 10 - Murder by Magic by Lesley Cookman

Author:Lesley Cookman
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery
ISBN: 1908192046
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-one

Libby was silent from sheer surprise.

‘Drugs? What drugs? The only drug in this case so far is the suxamethonium chloride,’ she said when she found her voice.

‘No, the drugs that are being run up the river to Felling.’

Libby was silent again for a long moment.

‘How do you know about that?’ she said eventually.

‘Well, aren’t they?’

‘I heard gossip,’ said Libby unwillingly. ‘Someone said the police were watching the Felling harbour side. Or dock side – no. Quay. That’s it. But apparently the river’s too narrow and shallow to bring anything up to Felling. Anyway, I heard it was illegal immigrants, not drugs.’

‘I don’t know about that, but drugs are coming into Felling and being distributed at the Oak. Under cover of one of those awful Satanist meetings.’

‘That was a pretty big moment,’ said Libby. ‘When did it come to you?’

‘When I read the piece in the paper. You know how it is, it was just there in my mind as a fact, like I know that Guy’s in the shop at the moment and Sophie’s out with Adam.’

‘Have you told Ian?’

‘No. How will he take it? You’ve spoken to him, haven’t you?’

Libby told her about yesterday’s visit to St Aldeberge and Ian appearing in the pub last night.

‘And Harry was saying he bet it didn’t stay under wraps for long, and this morning, there it was in the papers. I’d better call Patti and see how she’s getting on.’

‘Swamped with bloody reporters, I should think. Listen.’ Fran sounded brisk. ‘If she’s got any sense she’ll have taken the phone off the hook, so I’ll drive over there and try and get in to see her. I’m nearer than you are.’

‘OK. Call me when you can.’

Drugs? Illegal immigrants? Libby shook her head. It was all getting far too complicated. It was time to try and get life back into perspective. Which probably meant learning lines.

It was while dozing in front of the fire later in the afternoon with her script open on her lap that the phone rang.

‘It’s me,’ said Fran. ‘We were right. Ghastly reporters and cameramen, including Campbell. I fobbed him off, and luckily the police were there to keep most of them off the vicarage doorstep.’

‘Which was the aspect they seemed most interested in?’

‘Oh, the witchcraft, naturally. I hate to think what the gutter press are going to cook up.’

‘And nothing about illegal immigrants or drugs?’

‘That aspect hasn’t come under consideration yet, has it?’ said Fran. ‘That’s merely speculation on someone’s part and my bloody mind.’

‘I think,’ said Libby, ‘that Ian may have people looking into the drugs connection because of the sux. Someone must have got hold of it illegally – it’s not available outside operating theatres, is it?’

‘I expect he has. We must remember we’re not privy to an entire investigation. We only ever know the bottom-line human part, and not always that, either.’

‘But in this case, at least we’ve supplied him with helpful gossip.’

‘I hope it doesn’t upset the applecart, though,’ said Fran. ‘Patti was worried about her flock being upset.



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