Death of a Maid
A Hamish Macbeth Mystery
Chapter One
I would any day as soon kill a pig as write a letter.
-Alfred, Lord Tennyson
The letter lay on the doormat just inside the kitchen door of the
police station in Lochdubh.
Police Constable Hamish Macbeth picked it up and turned it over.
From the address on the back, he saw it was from Elspeth Grant.
Elspeth worked as a reporter on a Glasgow newspaper, and he had once
considered proposing marriage to her but had dithered and left it
too late.
He carried the letter into the kitchen and sat down at the table.
His cat, Sonsie, stared at him curiously, and his dog, Lugs, put his
paw on his master's knee and looked up at him with his odd blue
eyes.
"What's she writing to me about?" wondered Hamish aloud. Personal
letters were rare and curious things nowadays when most people used
e-mails or text messages. He opened it reluctantly. E ... read full excerpt from Death of a Maid ebook
