Post Mortem, Kate London – book excerpt

Kate London 1 credit Tim FlachTHERE IS a lot of crossover between crime TV and books – Vera, The Suspicions of Mr Whicher, Morse and many more started life on the page and transferred brilliantly to the screen. Because many of our followers enjoy both forms of entertainment, we’re taking a break from TV for a moment to offer this exclusive extract from an exciting new crime novel – Post Mortem by former police officer Kate London.

Kate graduated from Cambridge University and trained in theatre in Paris. In 2006 she joined the Metropolitan Police Service, first working in uniformed response and then moving to the CID. She qualified as a detective constable and went on attachment with the police nationale in France. Kate finished her career working as part of a Major Investigation Team on SC&01 – the Metropolitan Services’ Homicide Command. She resigned in August 2014 to write full time. Post Mortem is her first novel…

 

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The ambulances and fire engines had gone and Collins had moved her car up into the outer cordon. She sat in the front seat working through the printouts of the linked dispatches that were the police records of the incident. Head down, she scribbled in her counsel’s notebook.

There was a tap on her car window. Detective Chief Inspector Baillie was leaning down looking at her. His thin, intelligent face was dusted with freckles, and above his pale blue eyes was a shock of flaxen hair. He smiled, pleased to have caught her off guard. She flicked open the door lock so that he could join her on the passenger side. As he crossed in front of the car, she saw how his dark pinstriped suit hung off his coat-hanger shoulders. He slid the seat back to its full extent and stretched his legs into the footwell.

‘Bit of a problem, Sarah. Don’t know whether you are aware? We’ve been looking at informing the families. Turns out that Younes Mehenni, the father of the dead teenager, is currently in police custody on remand to court tomorrow.’

Collins felt immediately wrong-footed: she should have known this. ‘I’m sorry, sir…’

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