Detective Inspector Parmesan climbed out of his car and walked briskly across the grassy knoll towards the three uniformed policemen who sheltered by the ancient standing stones. At their feet he could see what was clearly a body part.
‘Hopkins, is it? I’m Parmesan.’
A tall stooping man stepped forwards. “Detective Constable Hopkins, sir. This is our victim. Well, part of him.’
‘Over there, sir. The Scene of Crime bods are piecing things together now, sir.’
Parmesan snapped on blue nitrile gloves and squatted down. ‘It looks almost too good to be true. You sure this is human and not some unfeasible waxwork?’
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Thank you Sue
A pleasure, Geoff.
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Thanks for sharing, Ed.
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