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K IS FOR KETTLE
Gabi Henriksen hung up the ‘phone after promising Sand she would do as he asked. It was typical of her older partner. He was a great mentor and friend, but always over-protective of her. He thought he was some kind of father figure to her. While Gabi appreciated how much he had looked after her…
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BALANCING THE SCALES
One pizza won’t hurt, thought Agnes as she crept down the stairs. She was still waiting to see any results after joining the slimming club. She was racked with guilt when the pizza arrived. The weigh-in was on Friday, she still had time to lose a couple of pounds. A couple of pieces won’t hurt. ***…
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J IS FOR JELLY
A local officer met Sand outside the unique-looking igloo hotel. ‘It doesn’t really melt,’ he said, in response to Sand’s question. ‘It gets dismantled and broken down in sections that then melt over the summer.’ He led Sand through the corridors to the largest suite, where the body had been found. Entering the room under…
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I IS FOR IGLOO
Sand looked out the window of the small twin propeller plane at the fjord landscape passing by below him. As the plane took him further north the weak sunlight dipped below the horizon until it became black. The call had come in while they were questioning Brit Moen at the station. ‘Dag Moen,’ Brit answered…
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H IS FOR HORSE
The chestnut-coloured mare trotted across the field towards them. Sand and Gabi watched the powerful animal until it reached the fence and the rider dismounted. A stable hand met her and led the horse away. Brit Moen walked across the cobbled yard, removing her hat and gloves. Sand tried to match the sophisticated woman in…
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Iain Kelly 