Last night someone robbed the hole-in-the wall machine where Nicci gets her cash from. And they didn't just rob it. Someone drove up with a digger at 3.30 in the morning and demolished the entire wall of the bank. I noticed it while doing my shopping this morning in the high street: police! a taped-off crime scene! In Suffolk!
If this were a movie, the local police would be baffled and local novelist, Nicci French, would take a hand in the investigation. As it is, the local police are simply baffled.
In real life, solving crimes is left to the police. Come to think about it, the first three cases that come into my mind - Jeremy Bamber, the Yorkshire Ripper, Stephen Lawrence - might have been solved more quickly if a few crime novelists had got involved.
Oh, please do get involved in the enquiries! All you have to do is dress in tweed or wear an elaborate silk blouse (Nicci rather than Sean, methinks) and keep bumping into the inspector at every opportunity, telling him or her your theories. Naturally, people will talk to you more willingly, you will overhear vital conversations and pick up essential clues that the police somehow overlooked...
Posted by: Marina Sofia | April 11, 2012 at 04:27 PM