A Dangerous Deceit
“Not that he, with his six-foot frame and a sturdy independence, was easily overawed by anyone, and certainly he had no need to feel in awe of Herbert Reardon. Principally because they went back some way, from the time when Joe had worked under Reardon on a tough case out at Broughton Underhill, involving a girl who had drowned. At that time Reardon had been a mere acting inspector, and he himself a young constable in uniform, but unlike many more senior officers, Reardon had had time for a bright chap like Joe, showing him the ropes and encouraging him to use his initiative. Joe had always put his early promotion to sergeant down to the advice and support Reardon had given him in the raw days of his youth.
Soon after that case Joe had moved back to his home town of Folbury in order to keep an eye on his elderly mother, and since then had done his stint as an ordinary, small-town bobby: intervening in domestics, stopping fights after closing time, catching lads scrumping apples and gen...erally keeping the peace.MoreLess
Soon after that case Joe had moved back to his home town of Folbury in order to keep an eye on his elderly mother, and since then had done his stint as an ordinary, small-town bobby: intervening in domestics, stopping fights after closing time, catching lads scrumping apples and gen...erally keeping the peace.MoreLess
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