Asking for the moon by Reginald Hill
By Reginald Hill
'Hill is an instinctive and entire novelist who's blessed with a spontaneous storytelling reward' Frances Fyfield, Mail on Sunday If you have got already met Dalziel and Pascoe, you are in for a deal with. for those who have not but had the excitement, you are in for a revelation! right here in 4 tales we song their partnership from curtain-up to final act; from the suggest streets of Mid-Yorkshire to the mountains of the moon. The final nationwide provider guy finds the reality, hitherto buried in police documents, in their momentous first stumble upon, whereas Pascoe's Ghost is a chilling story taking us deep into Poe nation. Dalziel's Ghost, in the meantime, unearths the guy who in general would not be visible useless in a graveyard expressing a shocking curiosity within the 'other side'. and at last, One Small Step takes a massive step forward to 2010 and the 1st homicide at the moon.
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Buggers waiting to ambush you behind every slag heap. Some lovely rugby, but. Going to a match tonight. ' 'Oh good,' said Wield with the false enthusiasm of one who found it hard to understand why society found aggression between men so praiseworthy and affection between men so deplorable. ' Dalziel was viewing him with great suspicion. 'You're a bit keen to be shut of me,' he said. ' 'Zombie? What else has the useless sod been doing? ' 'No, sir. Just worried about you, that's all. ' 'Tankie Trotter?
Where the hell was that blasted attendant when you wanted him? Or Sergeant Wield? Why hadn't he come out of the courthouse? Probably sitting in there somewhere all comfortable with a pot of tea and a fag. ' 'Left. And drive steady. ' Cop car? What cop car? thought Pascoe as he drove through the town. More chance of seeing a uniform on a nudist beach. And now Sod's Law which had made his journey to the courts seem like a funeral procession was casually flicking every light to green as he approached and letting the light traffic flow with careless ease.
Mebbe he was learning sense at last. Or mebbe he was heading down to the station to throw Zombie out of the window! Still, what a mere sergeant could do, a mere sergeant had done. He glanced down the long corridor which led to the magistrates' wing. Distantly he saw Peter Pascoe approaching. ' he said when the youngster joined him. 'No, sarge. ' 'No problem,' said Pascoe. 'Harris is still droning on, but the beak would have to be brain dead not to commit those two jokers on the evidence. I've left word there's no objection to bail, so no need for me to stay, especially as I'm due at a briefing in ten minutes.