One Dark Heart: A Gripping Detective Mystery by Solomon Carter

Author:Solomon Carter [Carter, Solomon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Great Leap
Published: 2024-05-08T00:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Finally, his tedious tour of the woods around the golf course ended, shortly before seven pm. He waited for the three men to come out of the white-rendered golf club after their parting drinks. He watched them shake hands, exchanging middle-aged banter, before they went their separate ways. The watcher despised the lot of them, with their status-symbol ‘I am an executive’ cars, and their similar Ralph Lauren polo shirts and safe hairstyles. He could have written a paragraph on each of them with an accuracy that might have made him seem clairvoyant, but only because the men wore obvious badges with such pride. He would have designed a different T-shirt for each one of them. A T-shirt with a logo to fit who they really were.

I vote Conservative, but I’d prefer Farage to be prime minister.

I am happily married, but my marriage is no longer happy.

My labels and brands compensate for my empty existence.

The man smiled at his witty observations as he watched the men load their belongings and over-stuffed pompous bodies into their shiny wealth-mobiles. Henry Gutteridge made sure he was the last to leave. The watcher studied the man as he sat still in his car, dealing with his private guilt before he put in a call to his wife. The watcher had seen the man’s ways and knew his thinking. Gutteridge was a middle-class everyman who had sunk to the very depths humanity. He was so depressingly easy to read, that his death had become a necessity for the watcher’s next step up the ladder. He was a symbol of everyone like him, and there was a town full of them.

The watcher stood close to the horse stables at the edge of the car park, as the man made his phone call apology, probably telling his wife that the golf game had run on too long, meaning he was running late. The watcher knew so much, he felt confident enough to get on his way ahead of the man. The watcher already knew where he would go. There was no need to wait. In fact, for what the watcher had in mind, it was far better that he arrived ahead of time.

At just after eight pm, he watched the blue Tesla saloon cruise into the parking bays at the very end of the seafront. Here the seafront terminated at a grey wall, with a coastguard viewing tower on the other side. Years back, this wall marked the start of the MoD land where they tested artillery and bombs and undertook war games. These days, the land had been sold on and turned into housing estate cash, but the wall remained, with a swathe of greens beyond which made the place perfectly remote and appealing for what Gutteridge had in mind. Gutteridge parked up in the narrow lane between the vast grey wall and a line of silent beach huts. He waited. Nearby, the watcher sat on a bench between the huts. He was a good few metres away when he saw an underdressed young woman walking purposefully along the coastal path.

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