This is the opening of Book 2 of the Cleo Marjoribanks series.
There I was doing my vastly improved
dog-paddle up and down the pool when the phone rang. Yeah, I know that like all modern marvels it
can answer itself but, I dunno, it sounded urgent. I made it to the steps and clambered out,
grabbed a towel and picked up the receiver as it was about to self respond.
“Hello.”
“Queen of the Nile , how’re you doing?”
“Hi,
Primrose. I’m fine. You?”
“Fine! Fine!”
This was said airily and I grew suspicious of my crime journalist friend.
“Really? So to what do I owe the honour of this
call?” A peal of laughter came down the
wire and I held the receiver away from my ear so that she didn’t split me
ear-drum. Prim is a sweet girl, born on
Primrose Day and as her surname’s Day, her parents got a bit carried away. (Primrose Day? 19th April, the anniversary of the
day Disraeli died and, as primroses were his favourite flowers Queen Victoria
“Not much gets
past you does it, Cleo?”
“At my size,
ducks, no. So, why are you calling?”
“Well, I hear
lover boy’s got himself another murder to investigate.”
I frowned. “Really?
How did you hear about this before me?”
Not fair. David hadn't mentioned
it. That's DCI 'Steaming' Kettle and my
lover.
“Contacts,” Prim
responded succinctly.
“Yeah, yeah,
yeah, alright. So what are you calling
me about?”
“Thought you
might have some idea about it, but as I’ve been the bearer of the news I guess
you don’t know anything.”
“You guess right
and I’m not going to get involved this time.”
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Secret..... Cleo doesn't learn to play golf but she knows some people who do!
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