Blind Needle (1994)
“Moonlight gleamed on the surface of a lake below through the dense, upright, slender trunks. I saw a light inside the house, and a shadow moved across a downstairs window as the car turned, crunching, on the small area of gravel by the front door, which was set in a small porch with a steep slate roof.
‘You got me wondering for a minute,’ said a man’s voice as we went inside. ‘It didn’t sound like the trusty rusty old Datsun. Hello—?’ She introduced us. Graham Locke was about the same height as... his daughter but he seemed smaller, almost shrunken. He had rather wild greying hair. One eye (the left) was a dead glazed blue that I tried to avoid staring at as we shook hands but which drew my gaze like a magnet.
‘Peter got stranded, so I’ve invited him to stay the night.’ As if this happened all the time and wasn’t anything to get fussed over, Graham Locke waved aside my mumbled, abject apologies about the inconvenience and how grateful I was, etcetera. His daughter explained about the car as he shuffled ahead of us into the living-room.MoreLess
‘You got me wondering for a minute,’ said a man’s voice as we went inside. ‘It didn’t sound like the trusty rusty old Datsun. Hello—?’ She introduced us. Graham Locke was about the same height as... his daughter but he seemed smaller, almost shrunken. He had rather wild greying hair. One eye (the left) was a dead glazed blue that I tried to avoid staring at as we shook hands but which drew my gaze like a magnet.
‘Peter got stranded, so I’ve invited him to stay the night.’ As if this happened all the time and wasn’t anything to get fussed over, Graham Locke waved aside my mumbled, abject apologies about the inconvenience and how grateful I was, etcetera. His daughter explained about the car as he shuffled ahead of us into the living-room.MoreLess
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