The Kit Aston Mysteries (All Six Books) by Jack Murray

Author:Jack Murray [Murray, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-09-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

‘Would you like to come in my car?’ asked Kit as he descended the stairs at Scotland Yard with Jellicoe and Ryan.

‘I’m sure that won’t be necessary, Lord Aston,’ replied Jellicoe until he spied Harry Miller pulling up in the Rolls Royce. ‘On the other hand,’ said Jellicoe. He didn’t finish the sentence. One look at Ryan and the decision was made.

The three men walked down towards the Rolls. Harry Miller hopped out of the car to let them in. Jellicoe and Ryan looked around the interior of the car.Kit looked at the two men with a wry smile.

‘How the other half live, Chief Inspector?’

Jellicoe seemed amused but made no comment of a feudal nature, confining himself to saying, ‘It’s certainly an improvement on our usual mode of transport. When I first started this job, sir, we were lucky to have a carriage. That was a long time ago.’

Miller turned around to Kit and asked, ‘Where to, sir?’

In response, Jellicoe gave an address south of the river, which caused Kit and Miller to look at one another.

‘Is this a new prison?’ asked Kit, ‘I can’t say I’m familiar with it.’

Jellicoe replied with a twinkle in his eyes, ‘Not new so much as special.’ He didn’t elaborate further, so Kit let the matter drop despite his curiosity.

The address of the facility was a little way out of the centre of town. Miller drove them south towards Clapham. The journey took around fifteen minutes. As they passed through the London streets, the three men chatted amiably about commonplace subjects.This was frustrating as Kit was burning to know who the second prisoner might be, but the good Chief Inspector resisted any subtle invitation of Kit’s to talk further on the matter.

They finally arrived at the facility which was cunningly disguised as a small mansion with a high wall and trees around its border. The area seemed relatively well-to-do. It amused Kit to think about how residents would feel about having a prison in their midst.

As the car drew up a man, dressed in country tweeds, came to meet them at the gate. Although his attire seemed to suggest a county gent, his face told a different story. The skin was rough-hewn, with heavy eyelids that slanted downwards; his nose had been broken once too often and been given up as a bad job. Kit recognised a boxer when he saw one. Up close, as they sped in, it was clear the tweed suit was scarcely able to contain the epic dimensions of this particular squire.

The driveway was around fifty yards long and ended in a large area in front of the house set aside for vehicles. It seemed to Kit, once he was out of the car, that they were in the countryside rather than the heart of a major capital city. The doors of the large house opened and out stepped a man who greeted them on the steps. The man was in his fifties with a bearing that was unmistakably military.

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