Crime Stories Shades Shorts 2.0 , livre ebook
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Date de parution
01 octobre 2013
EAN13
9781781274910
Langue
English
Publié par
Date de parution
01 octobre 2013
EAN13
9781781274910
Langue
English
CONTENTS
Title Page A Broken Heart by Penny Bates SMS Murder by Alan Durant An Open and Shut Case by Anne Rooney In a Hot Place by David Belbin More Shades 2.0 Shorts titles Copyright
A Broken Heart
by Penny Bates
A Broken Heart
by Penny Bates
Dominic Martin dropped his book in surprise. Dying wasn’t supposed to be like this. There had been no warning. No pain. No clutching at his chest with clawed hands. No explosion of blood in the brain. Even the weather was wrong. It was a warm, sunny afternoon. There were drifts of flowers in full bloom and birds singing overhead. There were no gangsters, just young mothers with prams. The park was busy and full of life, like the toddlers shooting each other with water pistols. There were no flesh-eating monsters, just dogs running after sticks.
No, it was all wrong.
He tried to say so, but nothing came out. He felt cheated, somehow. Disappointed. Why didn’t his short life flash in front of him? Where was the bright light leading him to a better life? The sun hit him in the face as his head fell back, but there were no angels. The pages of his book fluttered slightly in the breeze, as his eyes rolled heavenwards and did not close again. Perhaps that was the flutter of angel wings, he thought, while the front of his white T-shirt became damp and red. In fact, she must have been an angel – the woman with the sweet smile and the long, silvery hair. There was the scent of Heaven about her, a faint smell of lavender on a summer’s day. There was the quiet music in her voice and the glint of something silver in her hand. Yes, he could see it now. A thin, silver bolt gripped firmly in the woman’s hand, like Cupid’s arrow. It had dipped towards him and silently filled his heart.
‘Debbie, it’s just a body like any other,’ the Inspector said with a sigh, as the young policewoman flinched at the sight. ‘You’ll get used to death in time. It comes to us all, you know!’
‘But to find a corpse here, on a bench in the middle of the park,’ the policewoman said slowly. ‘He can only be nineteen or twenty. Reading his book one minute and then dead the next! The man who found him thought he was asleep!’
‘I can see why,’ the Inspector added, as he carefully picked up the book from the floor and dropped it into a clear, plastic bag. ‘He’s slumped, but still upright. A stab wound to the heart, I’d say. Probably killed him instantly, but no doubt forensics will tell us more. Shame this book’s our only witness!’
‘Looks like a library book, sir,’ Debbie replied. ‘It’s got a sticker with a smoking gun on its spine. They’re the crime books, sir. My Gran borrows these …’
‘You’re top of the class,’ the Inspector joked. ‘And here I was, thinking Death Kiss was just another love story!’
