I started writing a murder mystery some time ago, we are almost at the end now. This is the penultimate instalment before the final reveal (and possibly an epilogue). I know I said that last time, but this time I mean it. 🙂
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In Strident Tones
Audrey Patterson walked out of the Scotland Yard building, headquarters of the Metropolitan Police, and headed in the general direction of Whitehall. She could see the clocktower, commonly known as Big Ben, in the distance and the spires of the Palace of Westminster. Despite the fact she had lived in London for most of her life the sight of the Houses of Parliament always took her breath away slightly.
She was a swift walker; her Mother had always told her off for taking large strides. “A Lady always takes small steps. You walk like a man, Audrey” Her mother would chastise her in strident tones. Well she was impatient to get to her destination.