Death of a Policeman (A Hamish Macbeth Mystery)

Death of a Policeman (A Hamish Macbeth Mystery)

M. C. Beaton

Language: English

Pages: 304

ISBN: 1455504742

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


From the author of the Agatha Raisin television series...
DEATH OF A POLICEMAN: A Hamish Macbeth Mystery
Local police stations all over the Scottish Highlands are being threatened with closure. This presents the perfect opportunity for Detective Chief Inspector Blair, who would love nothing more than to get rid of Sergeant Hamish Macbeth. Blair suggests that Cyril Sessions, a keen young police officer, visit the town of Lochdubh to monitor exactly what Macbeth does every day. Macbeth hears about Blair's plan and is prepared to insure that Cyril returns back to headquarters with a full report. But Cyril is soon found dead and Hamish quickly becomes the prime suspect in his murder.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

tight clothes, not knowing that Archie’s wife washed all his clothes so that they shrank. “So, much crime around here?” asked Cyril. “No, it’s fair quiet.” “I saw a police station. Not much for a copper to do up here.” “Hamish Macbeth, the police sergeant, covers a big part o’ Sutherland,” said Archie. “He’s got a lot tae do. Thanks for the drink, laddie. Got tae go.” Hamish was seated at the kitchen table when Archie burst through the door. “What’s up?” asked Hamish. “’Member the time when

managing a restaurant? What’s the club called?” “Queen Draggie.” “A drag club! I suppose you can find everything in Strathbane if you lift enough stones. We’ll try it later. I’ve got to go back up to Sandybeach.” “I’ll keep on looking,” said Dick, hoping for a lazy day. “All right. I’ll leave you to look after Sonsie and Lugs.” Hamish called in at the Tommel Castle Hotel, where he found Priscilla in the gift shop. He told her what he had found out so far. “I don’t like this,” said

those officers were deployed searching the village and all around. Then you need to put in a report about the search of the sheds. So you type the lot up, I type my version up, you go to put it on his desk when he and Helen are out for lunch or something, and you bug his office.” “This isnae a James Bond movie. Where would I get a bug? Oh, we might have something in stores but I’d need tae sign in triplicate and anyway, I couldnae get one of those without the proper authorisation.” “It’s all

Did you get the recipe?” “You know what these champion cooks are like,” said Hamish. “We’ve got a quiet day. Here’s her address. She’s called Betty Queen. Why don’t you call on her?” Dick tried a bit of chocolate muffin. “I’ve just got to find out how she does it.” “Don’t put your uniform on,” said Hamish. “She might think there’s a death in the family when she opens the door.” Betty looked curiously at the small figure of Dick on her doorstep. “I’m a friend of Hamish’s,” said Dick. “You’d

clear, sparkling quality as there was no pollution. The sky was blue, the sun shone down, and Dick folded his chubby hands across his plump stomach and fell asleep. The sudden shrilling of the phone inside the police station cut through the air. Hamish went in to answer it, not expecting anything important, for what nasty thing could happen on such a lovely day? At first he could not make out what the woman on the line was saying. “Calm down,” said Hamish in his soft highland accent. “Take a

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