The Defective Detective : Murder on the Links

Murder on the Links : part one

Written on February 19th, 2010

Murder. Intrigue. Alcohol. Detectives. Clues. Golf. Laxatives. What else do you need?

When a body is discovered on the golf course the identity of the killer seems obvious. The question is can Clint get to the bottom of the mystery before the stag party catches him?

Murder on the Links : part two

Written on February 19th, 2010

It’s amazing how easy it is to get hold of a powerful laxative if you’re motivated enough. And between you and me I was highly motivated. I’m not entirely sure that was what Dean had in mind when he planned the stag do and in the end he was just collateral damage. I mean it […]

Murder on the Links : part three

Written on February 19th, 2010

Waking up in public with subtlety is something that’s difficult to achieve. Even with the amount of practise I get, the place that exists where your body wakes up and your mind is still dreaming can produce some mortifying consequences. And, of course, the reverse is true when the cataplexy kicks in the mind is […]

Murder on the Links : part four

Written on February 19th, 2010

“So how do you fit into this murder?” said Travers, the cigar waggling up and down in his mouth as he spoke. “Oh I don’t know,” I said. “I suppose, it’s like you said, I’m just the comedy turn. And besides Mitch says he’s got it all sewn up.” “Does he now?” I nodded, “Yeah, […]

Murder on the Links : part five

Written on February 19th, 2010

The voices came back first. People shouting, the sound of running and then Travers voice trampling up into my consciousness. My eyes snapped open. “…the bloody golf cart NOW!” he screamed. The side wall of the clubhouse was metres in front of us. I slammed on the brakes and came to a stop in the […]

Murder on the Links : part six

Written on February 19th, 2010

“I’ll tell you who is guilty of this murder, officers,” Mitch was standing in a room in the clubhouse and I was lying on the floor with my cheek on the carpet and my arm cuffed to a table leg. I pushed myself up quickly and surveyed the scene. Travers was present. There were two […]

Murder on the Links : part seven

Written on February 19th, 2010

“Bah!” I said, my body making a strange involuntary noise just to make the room go quiet and stare at me. “How long was I out for?” Mitch bent down to help me up. I reached up and touched my left elbow. I must have fallen on it as I went down. “Erm, just a […]

Murder on the Links : part eight

Written on February 19th, 2010

“…for the last ten years,” said Mr Smith. “But no-one knew. There’s no way anyone could have known.” “Well?” said one of the officers. “Can we arrest him now?” Mitch nodded then turned around to look at me. “Yes. Take him away.” “Hang on a second,” I said, jangling my loose handcuff once more at […]