Роберт Торогуд – Death Knocks Twice (страница 1)
‘Very funny and dark with great pace. I love Robert Thorogood’s writing’
‘Deftly entertaining…satisfyingly pushes all the requisite Agatha Christie-style buttons’
‘A treat’
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‘This brilliantly crafted, hugely enjoyable and suitably goosebump-inducing novel is an utter delight from start to finish’
‘A brilliant whodunnit’
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ROBERT THOROGOOD is the creator of the hit BBC One TV series
He was born in Colchester, Essex, in 1972. When he was 10 years old, he read his first proper novel – Agatha Christie’s
He now lives in Marlow in Buckinghamshire with his wife and children.
For Penny and Jack
Contents
Detective Inspector Richard Poole was in a bad mood.
This wasn’t in fact all that unusual. Not to say that he was
As was so often the case, the object of Richard’s ire was Police Officer Dwayne Myers.
‘Then how about you try this one, Chief?’ Dwayne said as he stood by his desk holding up a brightly-coloured Hawaiian shirt.
There was a stifled laugh from the direction of Camille’s desk.
‘What’s that, Camille?’ Richard asked.
‘Nothing, sir,’ Camille said in her most grown-up voice. ‘But I think Dwayne’s right. That shirt would really suit you.’
‘It wouldn’t,’ Richard said.
‘I think it would, sir.’
‘It wouldn’t, Camille. I just said.’
‘But why not? It’s fun.’
‘
‘I reckon so,’ Dwayne said. ‘And Camille’s right. You’d look great in it.’
‘Right, that’s it,’ Richard announced, standing up from behind his desk. Having commanded his team’s full attention, he shot the cuffs of his white shirt, did up the middle button on the jacket of his woollen suit and stepped out into the centre of the Police Station.