Murder on the Links : part five

Written on February 19th, 2010 by Adam in Murder on the Links

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 same way a cloud would if it had slowly hit a pillow.

“Don’t panic,” I said.

“Are you allowed to drive?” he retorted.

“Not exactly, no.”

He nodded then smiled and let out another Bwaaaaaaaaaaaah!

“You know,” he added. “It was worth risking life and limb to watch you run over that fool Smith.”

“What?” I said. “What do you mean run over?”

“Just that, you caught him good and proper, knocked him into the rough.”

“Is he alright?”

“Hey!” said a voice.

I didn’t like the tone of that ‘hey’ and I liked it even less when its owner came into view bearing all the hallmarks of being a policeman.

“Clint, is it?” he panted as he came to a stop.

“I’m arresting you on suspicion of murder…”

“Hang on a minute there’s no way I could have killed Smith – not with a golf cart.”

“Smith? Golf cart?” he looked genuinely confused. I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. “I am arresting you for the murder of Damien Zelnick. Anything you