No Simple Death

by Valerie Keogh

turned to take a ledger from under the

was still as good as she remembered. She

locals to ask the landlord who the beauty

mentally prepared the question she was going to ask the landlord. There was

She willed herself not to panic, but as

really

the

a pint,

came to Foxrock. If he planned

what

this messing about. Joyce had wanted

Christmas

the wall to the right of the glass-panelled

something serious?’

well-fed body of Amanda Pratt. No, he didn’t blame Cyril a bit. Except, perhaps, for leaving two small children in her care.

and then, to her relief, she heard the voice say she would

turn. Less than an hour later, the bank manager rang

a