MYSTERY: BRITISH MYSTERY: Missing Hearts (Amateur Sleuth Suspense Thriller) (Cozy Crime Detective Short Stories) Read Online Free Page A

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left. I just want you to keep an eye out for a possible group of stragglers that might turn up later. It could quite well be them and I’d like to have a word if it is. If that’s okay with you of course. Just give me a call.” The policeman said.
    “Yes, yes of course I will.” Benjamin replied as the constable rose from the chair and made his farewells.
    Benjamin and Janey both turned to look at Monique who was fussing around behind the counter. “That’s ten people missing, Mother, in the space of a couple of weeks. What the hell is going on?” Janey exclaimed.
    “Well it sounds to me like they’ve got into some of that road rage those townsfolk seem to suffer from. I’m sure they will turn up dear. Probably at Ben’s pub desperate for a drink. Who knows?” Monique replied.
    They settled down to a cup of tea as Monique made her excuses and left for her study.
     Benjamin made his way back to the pub, leaving Janey home at the café. He met George on the way up and together they discussed the new events. George was animated all the way to the pub as he waved his arms around describing the mess of animals on the stone circle. The moors were awash with big, fat rabbits and game birds for those smart enough to trap them, but what really upset George was the fact they were robbing his snares.
    Arriving at the pub Ben was looking at the parked cars in the hopes of finding the one that had gone missing from Bakewell. Not that he knew exactly what he was looking for but he looked anyway. He caught up with George who was already standing at the bar waiting for his first pint of the evening.
    George, after taking possession of his drink leaned over to whisper to Benjamin.
    “Looks like the ring crowds all in tonight Ben. I’m thinking I might do a head count and see how many of them are wearing one.”
    “Leave it be George and I’ll treat you to that pint. But just steer clear of them right?” Benjamin replied.
    “Well I’ll tell you this much Ben, whatever has been going on round here of late, these folk have something to do with it. That much I know. I can smell ‘em I can. Sober or drunk, I know these folk are up to no good.”
    They were interrupted by the arrival of Van Lomas. He arrived at the bar smiling at Benjamin. “A vodka martini please barman. I see your fiancée isn’t with you tonight. You haven’t left her alone have you?”
    “She’s with her mother, preparing the café for tomorrow thanks.” Benjamin retorted sharply. He took the money Van Lomas offered and thrust back his change. Van Lomas moved over to the lounge to sit with his awaiting acquaintances.
    “You notice how they all move around to fit him in. I bet he doesn’t pay for another drink all night. Treat him like royalty they do. Mind, he must have some money to afford that farmhouse and the fancy car.” George said.
    Apart from us poor idiots that were born here, the only folk that can afford anything in these parts is rich outsiders George. You know that.” Benjamin replied.
    “Right enough, but I’ve never seen one get treated like some sort of royalty though, have you?” George said.
    “No you’re right enough. Oh well, we never will be that’s a fact. Maybe they are all from one of those funny hand-shake groups and he’s the big banana. Who knows?” Benjamin replied.
    “Aye and maybe they are some sort of sick religious cult that steals animals from my traps for weird orgies up on the stone circle.” George said as he slid back into his corner of the bar.
    The conversation was interrupted as one of the visitors arrived at the bar for an order of drinks. Both Benjamin and George were observing the ring on his finger as he paid.
    George gave a nod and tapped the side of his nose with a smile as the man left to take the round of drinks back to the table.
    Just after midnight Benjamin gave a ring of the last orders bell to an almost empty pub. One or two stragglers made their way for a last drink and eventually the
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