5 Frozen in Crime
“Or one car’s length forward and so on. Charlie Smith was getting a sore neck from holding his head at an unusual angle to peer through the windscreen and at least to get a rough idea of where they were going. He made it up the hill from Pitkirtly to the main road more by luck than judgement, with Keith Burnett not saying very much in the front passenger seat except to ask in a near-whisper as they approached the roundabout, ‘Would you like me to drive now, sir?’ ‘No, it’s fine,’ said Charlie, n...arrowing his eyes in the hope it would help him to see more clearly through the blizzard. ‘Now then - do we want to go left or right here - what do you think?’ ‘I thought you knew the way,’ said Keith accusingly. ‘Sir.’ ‘Didn’t you bring a map?’ ‘There’s usually one in the glove compartment, sir.’ ‘Well, get it out then, as quick as you like, and tell me whether to go right or left.’ Charlie circled the roundabout while Keith struggled with the map.
‘It depends,’ said the constable annoyingly, after a few minutes during which the chief inspector realised he no longer knew which direction they had come from in the first place.MoreLess
‘It depends,’ said the constable annoyingly, after a few minutes during which the chief inspector realised he no longer knew which direction they had come from in the first place.MoreLess
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