One For the Ages (DCI Logan Crime Thrillers, #16)

by J.D. Kirk

What happened to him, do you know?

And with one word she’s dug herself a great big BIG hole,because now Logan will pick up on that like a heat guided missile!

This wasn’t about her.

Ahh I see, scared, of all of it, I think all women are the same, it’s reality, fish slapping you in the face, saying, well I was going to say ‘your big girl pants’ but maybe stirrups are more in order, heh

The printer whirred and clunked, then whirred some more. It struck Sinead as quite an elaborate warm-up procedure, given that she’d only asked the bloody thing to print one page of A4. At this rate, she’d have been quicker copying the information from her screen by hand.

Don’t you hate that!? I think we all do, then when your just on the edge, it does ‘no paper’ even when there’s plenty of paper, then you remember that bloody bit at the back, if it’s not touching the paper the printer takes it that there isn’t any at all, so you put that in place, align everything, you think your just there, then the flipping thing wants you to set paper settings for the ‘new’ paper…… aghhhhhh! Who the hell pissed off the guy who invented printers? Because they obviously did a flipping amazing job of it!

Oh God. It wasn’t. Not him. Not now.

YESSS!!! the king of profanities himself! My other main man! (Sorry Logan) Sex on 2 legs, if he can stand up straight on them that is ;)

“All of them?” Hoon asked. Then, when Sinead nodded, he added, “But no’ you?” Sinead presented her stomach, flashed her teeth in what could’ve been either a smile or a grimace,

Ohhh the little red fishies & my dear little spidey web are in agreement, and so am I, he’s going to have to deliver her baby, I can sense things, like empty places where they shouldn’t of been, you know?….

near Loch Glascarnoch?”

See

And then, as if to prove her wrong, her foot slipped on a wet, mossy rock. She hissed through her teeth as one leg shot out from under her, and only a frantic scramble and grab at a window ledge stopped her falling all the way.

I just recently found out that not only did my mother fall over close to when I was due to arrive 2 or 3 weeks, I believe she told nobody at the time, I was then born very early, not long after the fall, not surprisingly & to top it off with the cord wrapped around my throat that they said, not surprisingly either, it’s been there some time, most likely the fall did it. If I needed any other proof I wasn’t really wanted, that kinda confirmed it. Love you too Mummy Dearest.

And I’d never kill anyone! Never. Especially not Granny, of all bloody people!”

How good a fit up would this be? Set up your hubby to take the fall, grab the $$ and leave him far behind saying it wasn’t him?….

“But you’re going to think it’s a bit weird…”

Starts in D and finds in G ? You bloody Brit’s and your weirdo sex games names whatever!

said Ben, for the sake of clarity.

Ding a ling, or should that be Dong a long? Heh

“Here, no’ all of us!” Ben protested. He looked around at the others. “I mean, can you imagine me up to that sort of thing? Standing there in a bloody hotel car park, bashing one out at a downstairs window? At my age? No! No, you cannot!” “Well, now I’m very much trying not to,” Logan said,

Heh heh

“Aye, like you can fucking read,” Hoon retorted. “I’ve seen more brains in a tub of fucking margarine.”

Oh how I have miss Hoon & his Hoonisyms for us, all his loyal fans!

“Looks to me like someone’s got a wee baby on the way!”

Men will never understand the complexity of female abdominal pains, it can be nothing, it can be everything and even WE don’t know 1/2 the time what’s what, it’s as scary as shoot!

“He’d do anything for his little brother,” she’d said, and she’d smiled proudly as she’d spoken the words.

I know it won’t be, the little red fishies are nibbling away.. does’ anything include trying to put the box back? Then getting caught & it all went down hill from there? Not the silliest thought though… stupid things go bad all the time when good intentions stuff up

well in hand. Literally.

Heh but of a fun of a pun hey? ;)

Finding him was high on the list of priorities.

Us readers know!! His list of priorities are somewhat different though, boiling water heading the list, in Tyler’s gonna, well, he’s not gonna be happy, to say the least

He took her hand and gave it a squeeze. She looked down at his rough hand as it gripped hers, and for the first time ever she thought that maybe, just maybe, she’d had the man pegged all wrong.

Me too, when the Hoon books came out I didn’t know if I’d like them or not, but damnit I did, I fell for the old bastard and lived every single swearword he uttered, in fact I tried to match them, see my kindle notes, I do not lie. He’s addictive, maybe the more so because of what he’s like.

“Must’ve been rough,” the DS continued. Patrick smiled, but it was a sad, empty sort of thing. “You can say that again. They were my only family, you know? When they went, I was on my own. For the first time ever—well, for the first time since I was abandoned—I was on my own. And I hated it.”

I wonder what it’s going to be like when my mum goes, I’ll be alone for all intents and purposes. Of course there’s extended family, but that’s in name only, I could walk past most of them in the street and never know it.

It took three full seconds before Tyler’s eyes opened again, and almost thirty more before, against his better judgement, the pilot begrudgingly altered the helicopter’s heading.

Awww, look who is going to ride in like a knight on his steed ready to help the damsel in distress! Oh… But wait, this is Tyler we’re talking about, this is going to go wrong, very very wrong, how exactly, I’m not yet sure, but if anyone can stuff anything up, it’s our little pop star, & with Hoon probably having his head or hands, or both in the nether regions of his wife, this should knock it out of the park, figuratively, not literal, I hope!

though one was half-inside,

How good of a guess was that

here any minute.” Tyler looked to Sinead for her approval, and she nodded. “Go get her warm,” she urged. “It’s freezing out here.” “Right. Aye. OK!”

Aren’t we forgetting something?…

Guys who’d taken the wrong path early on in life. Who’d fallen prey to some dealer or other in their teenage years. Whose addictive personalities meant they were never quite able to claw their way free. There was no saying what the other Malcolm Hall would’ve been like—the one who had taken a different fork in the road.

I think that about myself, different ways my life could of gone if I’d done this, not done that, but it’s impossible to know, because the same differences are the ones who made you, and how far back do you have to turn? And a lot of those different directions aren’t always your choices to make.

“Strangle someone? Who strangled someone?”

Oh why do I get a feeling that maybe we all got played? I hope not, but…

“Oh,” Tammi-Jo said, rising suddenly to her feet. “Oh God, no.”

Oh thank god for that,I thought my guesstimating skills weren’t working too well & I’d have to send the little red fishies to their room, well, their pool I should say ;)

“What? What? What’s wrong?” he cried, holding his hands up to protect himself.

It’s not him, it’s always the quiet ones…

Barry Hutchison.