By M. C. Beaton
Unique e-book: 2002
Blonde, glamorous BBC reporter Crystal French has blown into Lochdubh with Highland existence, a hard-hitting television exhibit that has greater than simply the heather shaking. Roaring into city in her brilliant yellow Porsche, her arrival is heralded via a rushing price tag from Constable Hamish Macbeth, even with her makes an attempt at bribery and seduction. Out of revenge, her exhibit first bumps off Felicity Pearson's nation-state application, then insults the shop-keepers to the outrage of the complete village, and eventually goals Hamish Macbeth for public humiliation. but if Crystal turns up lifeless, an obvious suicide that seems to be homicide, the full village turns into suspect.
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Then he takes his crowbar from a closet that smells of mothballs. "Wait here," he tells Hanna. " she asks with tears of fright in her eyes. "I don't know," he says. "But I woke up because the mare wasn't neighing in the night. " It is 7 January 1990. Not yet dawn. m. It was taken by an exhausted officer who had been on duty almost without a break since New Year's Eve. He listened to the stammering voice on the phone and thought at first that it was just a deranged senior citizen. But something sparked his attention nevertheless.
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He dresses quickly, takes the torch from the kitchen cupboard next to the corks and coffee cans. Outside, the clay is frozen under his feet. When he turns around he catches a glimpse of Hanna in the window. At the fence he stops. Everything is quiet. Now he can see that the kitchen window is broken. Cautiously he climbs over the low fence and approaches the white house. But no voice calls to him. I am just imagining things, he thinks. I'm an old man who can't figure out what's really happening anymore.