Publishers Notes
This case would test Gammon on a
professional and private level. Things were about to get worse for
Gammon. Turmoil was to be the order of the day, and could he cope? Months had passed and with all cases closed, life seemed quite slow for DI Gammon, that was until the phone rang in his office. "Yes, Sergeant?" "A young man has been found dead in Dilley Dale, sir. I have asked DI Lee and Smarty to attend, and I have also sent forensics." "Good man, I will make my way there now." Gammon
set off for Dilley Dale. From a distance, he could see the blue lights
flashing and the main village road cordoned off. Gammon showed his
warrant card to the PC guarding entry. "Good morning, sir," said the young PC. "Yes, good morning, constable." Lee
was talking to a woman, and Smarty was talking to an elderly gentleman.
Gammon made his way to the obligatory white tent where Wally's team
was. He put his head inside, which always sent Wally apoplectic, and he
would then come out of the tent lecturing Gammon on scene contamination.