Rogue Flamingo: The Mevagissey murders - an intriguing, disturbing crime thriller. (DI Treloar Cornish Crime Thrillers Book 1) by Kent L A

Rogue Flamingo: The Mevagissey murders - an intriguing, disturbing crime thriller. (DI Treloar Cornish Crime Thrillers Book 1) by Kent L A

Author:Kent, L A [Kent, L A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WillowOrchard Publishing
Published: 2014-03-04T00:00:00+00:00


She had left the quad bike in the field where the track from the fosters’ land crossed the lane to ‘Natalie’s’ place. She had wanted to surprise ‘Natalie’ so she planned to arrive quietly, stealthily. She had wanted to know the layout of the place and where everyone was to give her the best chance to catch ‘Natalie’ on her own. The binoculars were no use because the lane was on top of a raised canal bank which blocked the view. She had left them with the bike before walking up the slope to the lane; her dark green stiletto sandals were in the small rucksack hanging from her shoulder.

She smiled as she remembered. The white crocs would make people wonder if they had been right at first glance. She knew that most men would see her big nipples first, made big and hard by friction as they had jogged against the light green dress as she had ridden across the fields. A split second later she knew that they would take in her big tits which she knew gave her a great profile, and that her cleavage had looked really good in that dress.

Then they would see her shiny hair in high bunches, and last the crocs; then they would wonder……… some of them for ages, and she enjoyed knowing that some would wonder again and again. If they had been standing behind her and watched her buttocks jiggle as she walked, and noticed that as the breeze gently pushed the thin fabric of the dress against her skin there were no strap lines to be seen, they would have known for sure. No knickers.

As she had walked up the slope to the lane she saw the three beavers look at her then quickly scamper away and a second later heard them splash, not very loudly, into the canal. She had looked at them, on the other side of the canal, looking at her, before they turned and ran into the reeds. As they disappeared she noticed two raptors circling in the blue cloudless sky and she had laughed as she was reminded of Veliz’s ‘Eagle confronts Beaver at Eldorado’.

She had seen all of Veliz’s paintings; She had been looking for Eagle paintings when she had first come across them using the PC in the library and she had been surprised how they were all so different, yet all of scenes around Juneau, that small town that was somehow the capital of Alaska that she hadn’t heard of before. She remembered being surprised when she found out that Eldorado was the name of a very small creek that, mile for mile had produced the most gold in the Klondike gold rush.

Before she got to the gate she had smelled the barbeque smoke smell, could hear what she now knew was a David Bowie album, and thought that ‘Natalie’ would be bored and looking forward to Julian, the son of one of the friends, arriving in two days’ time. She



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