The Celtic Dagger
“‘James. Come up for the weekend, have you?’ ‘Yes, but I didn’t expect this weather.’ James tried to keep the sound of panic out of his voice.
‘I’m told it’s bad out there, but it brings in the crowd. What can I get for you?’ ‘Nothing right at the moment, thanks, Gordon. I came in to see Sergeant Roberts. I saw his car outside.’ ‘Roberts isn’t with us any longer. We have a new chap by the name of Turner. He’s over there. Came in a few minutes ago to settle a disturbance.' Gordon nod...ded toward a tall, lean young man standing at the end of the bar. ‘Been here a week.’ He winked as he wiped the counter. ‘Is anything wrong?’ ‘There’s been an accident at Cragleigh. I’m sure he’ll be able to help.’ James paused. ‘You haven’t seen any strangers come in today have you?’ ‘Strangers?’ Gordon pulled a pint for the man next to James. ‘A woman came in late this afternoon. She sat over there.’ He pointed to the wall behind James. ‘We were busy at the time so I didn’t notice her leave.’ ‘Did she have dark, shoulder length hair?’ Gordon stood drying a glass and smiled. ‘No. That’s one thing I did notice. She was an attractive blonde. There was someone else too, a man. He came in about six-thirty this evening. He ordered a cup of coffee. Said he’d had a long drive.’ ‘What did he look like?’ ‘Tall, over six feet I’d say, with dark wavy hair. Wore a blue jacket.’ As they spoke, Sergeant Turner appeared beside James. 'I don't think you'll have any more trouble, Mr Jenkins. If you do, just give me a ring.' Gordon nodded.MoreLess
‘I’m told it’s bad out there, but it brings in the crowd. What can I get for you?’ ‘Nothing right at the moment, thanks, Gordon. I came in to see Sergeant Roberts. I saw his car outside.’ ‘Roberts isn’t with us any longer. We have a new chap by the name of Turner. He’s over there. Came in a few minutes ago to settle a disturbance.' Gordon nod...ded toward a tall, lean young man standing at the end of the bar. ‘Been here a week.’ He winked as he wiped the counter. ‘Is anything wrong?’ ‘There’s been an accident at Cragleigh. I’m sure he’ll be able to help.’ James paused. ‘You haven’t seen any strangers come in today have you?’ ‘Strangers?’ Gordon pulled a pint for the man next to James. ‘A woman came in late this afternoon. She sat over there.’ He pointed to the wall behind James. ‘We were busy at the time so I didn’t notice her leave.’ ‘Did she have dark, shoulder length hair?’ Gordon stood drying a glass and smiled. ‘No. That’s one thing I did notice. She was an attractive blonde. There was someone else too, a man. He came in about six-thirty this evening. He ordered a cup of coffee. Said he’d had a long drive.’ ‘What did he look like?’ ‘Tall, over six feet I’d say, with dark wavy hair. Wore a blue jacket.’ As they spoke, Sergeant Turner appeared beside James. 'I don't think you'll have any more trouble, Mr Jenkins. If you do, just give me a ring.' Gordon nodded.MoreLess
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