By M. C. Beaton
Unique ebook: 2003
Trouble is afoot in a Scottish fishing village as Constable Macbeth reveals the pub empty, the church complete, and the air permeated with worry. With the aid of a journalist, Macbeth starts off to ferret out the reality.
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She seemed to weigh barely anything at all. Winter saw the files lying on his desk when he entered his office. The sun had already warmed the room, and there was a smell of summer. Two more months, and then it would be some time before he saw this office again. A year. He was going to take a year’s leave, and who would he be the next time he stepped into this gloomy office where nearly all thoughts were painful to think? Would he ever come back at all? Who would he be then? He went to the sink and drank a glass of water.
It was already getting light. The sky was bluer now than it had been an hour ago. It was only just past 1:00. There was a rustling, a swishing. Cars, laughter. She was already wondering when the first taxi would come rolling down the street. A rustling to her right, a shadow in the corner of her eye, perhaps. She heard something, a bird. A laugh on the other side. A bush moved in a sudden gust of wind. She was out in the street now. Cars passing by. She walked along the pavement, then turned back into the park to cut off the last corner before emerging on the other side.