The Book of Life
By John Barber
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Ben Davies a director of Rutherford Corinthian Football Club is found in the ground floor supporters bar with his throat cut. The other ten directors had already gathered for an Emergency General Meeting in the first floor boardroom.
Detective Chief Inspector Steve Winwood discovers that the founder of Rutherford Corinthian Football Club was considered insane. He had established a Trust to pay for the running costs of the Club and wrote the rule book by which the club was to be operated. Some rules were quite bizarre although true to the Corinthinian ideal such as the goalkeeper standing aside for penalty kicks.
As he digs deeper into the rules of the club suspicion falls on the directors who are likely to make a substantial financial killing if the Fotball Club and the ground is sold. Peter Redbourne Managing Director of Redbourne Brewery who sponsors the Club is never far from suspicion either.
Ben Davies past is shrouded in secrecy but as Winwood uncovers his ties to Rutherford and the financial world in which he works and from tha the reason for his killing
A conspiracy amongst the directors slowly unwinds until the solution to Davies’ murder is found amidst the very eccentric and unique way that the Trust was set up.
This can be read as a sequel to Murder at the Fleetwood but the book begins with a very brief recap of the events at the Murder Mystery Weekend, the previous book in the series.
John Barber
John Barber was born in London at the height of the UK Post War baby boom. The Education Act of 1944 saw great changes in the way the nation was taught; the main one being that all children stayed at school until the age of 15 (later increased to 16). For the first time working class children were able to reach higher levels of academic study and the opportunity to gain further educational qualifications at University.This explosion in education brought forth a new aspirational middle class; others remained true to their working class roots. The author belongs somewhere between the two. Many of the author’s main characters have their genesis in this educational revolution. Their dialogue though idiosyncratic can normally be understood but like all working class speech it is liberally sprinkled with strange boyhood phrases and a passing nod to cockney rhyming slang.John Barber’s novels are set in fictional English towns where sexual intrigue and political in-fighting is rife beneath a pleasant, small town veneer of respectability.They fall within the cozy, traditional British detective sections of mystery fiction.He has been writing professionally since 1996 when he began to contribute articles to magazines on social and local history. His first published book in 2002 was a non-fiction work entitled The Camden Town Murder which investigated a famous murder mystery of 1907 and names the killer. This is still available in softback and as an ebook, although not available from SmashwordsJohn Barber had careers in Advertising, International Banking and the Wine Industry before becoming Town Centre Manager in his home town of Hertford. He is now retired and lives with his wife and two cats on an island in the middle of Hertford and spends his time between local community projects and writing further novels.
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The Book of Life - John Barber
The Book of Life
by
John Barber
© June 2015 John Barber, Revised 2020, Revised 2021
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Prologue
The Book of Life continues from the point where Murder at The Fleetwood ended.
Guests are enjoying breakfast at the Fleetwood Arms Hotel Murder Mystery Weekend when one of their number is found murdered. The victim is identified as Martin Protheroe, a freelance location manager.
Detective Inspector Winwood’s first objective is to determine who the intended victim was meant to be as Protheroe had swapped rooms with another guest.
The list of suspects gets narrowed down to a party from the local amateur drama group ROADS, the Rutherford Operatic And Dramatic Society. But, they all have solid alibis for the time of the murder.
Winwood allows the weekend to continue but each one of the company of ROADS is concealing a personal secret such as Brian Stirling the oversexed estate agent, the morose architect Callum Greenwood, the alcoholic Stella Washington, the sexually frustrated Yvonne Cornwall, the flirtatious grandmother Rita Dover, the reluctant Legal Executive Roy Hastings and last but not least the voyeuristic couple Vic and Laura Chorley.
Winwood sends Detective Constable Emma Porter undercover to audition for the chorus in the upcoming ROADS production of South Pacific.
As Emma begins rehearsals one more strange death occurs at the hotel’s Treasure Island theme night.
Chapter One – The First Half
Detective Constable Emma Porter walked in to the Long Bar of the Fleetwood Arms Hotel and ordered a large glass of chilled Australian Sauvignon Blanc. She had become a familiar face in the bar, accepted by the staff and regulars as a local. It helped that her usual drinking partner was Detective Inspector Steve Winwood who was as much a fixture as the grandfather clock and red brick fireplace.
It would not have been her drinking establishment of choice. She was very much a modern woman and the Fleetwood Arms Hotel was anything but modern.
There had been an inn of some description on the site since the fourteenth century, perhaps earlier. It was the town’s most prestigious venue being listed in the Good Hotel Guide, the Good Pub Guide and Good Beer Guide. Along with rooms on two upper floors there was an annexe around the perimeter of the beer garden. It was AA and RAC recommended; it had meeting rooms and an outdoor clock set into a wooden artefact built out of old timber that boasted the most accurate clock in the county being radio controlled from the Mungo Jerry University IT Faculty.
The locals were found from the town’s older generations. They were supplemented by businessmen who met a client in the bar for a drink before a meal in the restaurant that was often featured in the glossy supplements found in quality newspapers and County magazines. It was not the kind of place that a lively and pleasure seeking mid-twenties woman would choose to spend an evening with her like-minded friends.
It was late afternoon and the Long Bar was not very busy. It was named as such as it was longer than it was wide and opened into the hotel reception area. It was the middle of the graveyard shift, a term universally recognised and disliked by bar staff down the ages. They had little with which to fill the hours as lunchtime numbers faded and only grew as workers emigrated from their offices. So they cleaned the glasses again and shined the spots on the mirrors that they had missed the first time.
Even in a bar slowly filling with local businessmen it was impossible to miss the large frame of Brian Bennett. The Editor in Chief of the Rutherford Newspaper Group was sitting in one of the pair of well-worn brown leather armchairs that were placed on either side of the fireplace. Emma sat down in the other one.
You look as if you need that,
said Brian.
I hate paperwork,
replied Emma,and I have a desk full of it.
So do I. But I have no choice. Silly comment really,
said Brian correcting himself.
Paper work that is, newspaper work to be precise. Of course it’s all digital these days but you get my drift.
Emma took a large sip of her wine to concur.
Where’s the boss?
He left early saying he had an appointment at Headquarters. Just told me to meet him here for a drink.
You know what that means don’t you?
Emma shook her head.
It’s either promotion; or a P45 along with a set of golf clubs in a leather bag on wheels.
He doesn’t play golf but I get your drift. He’s said nothing about any promotion in the offing or a re-organisation leading to early retirement for officers of his age..
Best not to, even to your best friends.
He’s said nothing to you then?
You see Emma, when you get to our age and time spent has mounted up, trips to the top brass can only have one of two conclusions. I’ve been there myself. I always expect the worse option; that way I can’t get disappointed. As it turns out they keep changing my job description. It’s a one person job now but they give me a fancy title. It would look good on a CV but who would want me at my age?
If they were pensioning him off he wouldn’t be up there all day would he?
It would be him and a few others. Sitting in a long corridor waiting their turn. You get called in and the Chief Constable says ‘Thank you and have a sherry old boy. Easy on the cucumber sandwiches. Keep in touch. Shut the door on the way out.’
On the other hand it could be a glass of the best Ten Year Old Island Malt and another pip.
It could be Emma, It could be. Another glass?
Brian Bennett was used to being stared at. Most knew him as the long serving newspaper editor and those that didn’t recognised him for his ever growing girth, not to mention double chin and lack of a discernible waistline.
He knew he was putting on weight fast; he just didn’t like to admit it. If pushed by friends for a reason, usually the long suffering Mrs Bennett he blamed it on his sedentary work pattern and not the increasing number of pints of Guinness consumed in one day. His facial features were set inside a comfortable area of fat and his skin was becoming a more florid red colour as the years passed.
He was a town character; that was the good thing about it. The best thing was that people stared at him more when he found himself in the Long Bar of the Fleetwood Arms Hotel in the company of an attractive young woman. What did he have that others did not to attract such a stunner? Of course it had nothing to do with sexual charm or money. Emma was a mate. That was all but it did wonders for his self esteem to be seen in her company; as if to say to the rest of the ageing business community that he still had it, whatever ‘it’ was.
On the other hand people would wonder what a woman that could fill a tailored trouser suit as if modelling for a fashion catalogue was doing with an overweight late middle-aged Guinness swilling newspaper editor.
She liked wearing trouser suits, they caressed rather than clung tightly to her rear and sometimes she forgot to check that all the top buttons of her shirts were done up. She was something to look at with her shoulder length black hair and brown eyes always well accentuated.
Steve Winwood almost encouraged the look; he said it gave her a split second advantage over the guilt ridden witness or wary suspect and that put her on the front foot. She had never wanted to exploit her sexuality but wearing shoes with a modest high heel and being of above average height she was a pleasant sight for any predatory male on dark days of work or monetary grief.
It was quite fortuitous timing by the newspaper editor. He drank his Guinness so quickly he was always ready for the next one and often thought that whoever was his drinking partner at the time had the same rapacious appetite for whatever alcoholic beverage they were drinking. Emma was certainly ready for another large white wine. Brian paid for another chilled Australian Sauvignon Blanc.
Emma watched with a mixed degree of amusement and fascination as Brian lowered himself into the armchair whilst placing her glass on the table and drinking from his own glass in one magnificent and graceful movement that defied one so huge.
I didn’t expect to find you here Brian.
I am just killing time before leaving to cover a breaking story.
Interesting?
I have no idea Emma. I’ve been asked to attend a meeting at the Rutherford Corinthian Football Club.
I thought you had juniors and work experience kids for local football matches.
This is not a match night. This is an Extraordinary General Meeting of the Board.
Do they have such a thing? A Board that is.
Apparently.
Is it going bust?
Could be Emma. No one tells me much. I’m told to get my arse over there and sit in on the Board presentation. Do you take any interest in the local club?
I find football quite boring to be honest. My dad tried to get me interested when I was a young girl. He bought me a season ticket for Spurs. I went with him a few times but it doesn’t do anything for me. So he took his one of his mates instead.
No, I couldn’t see what fascination football might have for a young girl either.
Is the local team any good?
They flounder in the lower leagues; get relegated, get promoted the next season. They’re like the proverbial bouncing ball.
Good crowds?
A couple of hundred I suppose.
So what’s so special about tonight’s meeting?
I have no idea but I will tell the world all about it tomorrow. Or tonight if I get home in time. That’s the beauty of the digital age.
So saying Brian rose like a giant sea creature from the armchair. Emma assumed it was to get her another drink.
No, I’m fine Brian. I don’t drink as fast as you. I don’t think anyone does.
Brian was already out of his chair. But I do know a man who could do with a pint.
So saying he ordered a pint of best bitter and another Guinness from the barman.
Emma turned around for her back was to the entrance. The man in need of a pint was Detective Inspector Steve Winwood.
He pulled up a large chair and placed it between the two armchairs.
Where have you been guv?
First things first.
As the afternoon wore into early evening the Long Bar had become a busy place. Groups of office workers stood around tables and talked of the deals that had been agreed, and less of those that had been missed. None of them could prevent Brian’s march to the bar like a giant earth mover in low gear. He brought over the drinks.
I could do with this.
During her time working with Winwood Emma had come to accept that he had certain loves in his life; strong coffee that others found undrinkable, bread pudding that was camouflaged in crystallised sugar and a pint of best bitter in a local pub. It was not an ideal diet for a modern man and the proof was in his rapidly expanding waistline. He ran a poor second to Brian Bennett in the accumulation of unnecessary calories; but neither of them considered themselves a modern man.
They were sometimes kindly referred to as twins, sometimes less kindly as Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee. They were amazingly alike. They enjoyed a similar lifestyle.
What are we toasting Steve?
I’m not sure if it’s a celebration or commiseration.
Put us out of our misery then guv.
I have been made up to Chief Inspector. With immediate effect.
Does that mean we’ll be losing you?
"In normal circumstances Em that would possibly be true but not so this time. They’ve moved Chief Inspector Bob Davies over to Division and left me here to take his place.
I’ve been punching above my weight for sometime Em. That’s what the Chief Constable said. I hope he was not referring to my figure. He thought it only right that I should finally get some recognition. I’ve been called in as the Senior Investigating Officer so many times that it’s now my job. It is not traditionally the task for an ordinary Inspector.
So you’re part of the Serious Crime Team now?
"In the normal course of events that would be the case. But they want me here to take care of this half of the county as not much happens owing to its predominantly rural nature. The other half is full of toerags from the city suburbs. The powers that be are confident that one man can deal