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Diamonds in the night (by Alex Dent)
 
Alex Dent - 08:12am Oct 3, 1997 PST

The roofs of the houses in Harklett glistened in the moonlight as a light drizzle covered them in a thin film of water. It was a pretty sight to those artistically inclined but for those of a practical nature or with a mission it was just an inconvenience. The diamonds, too, sparkled and the masked thief reflected as he quickly skimmed along the rooftops. A much nicer shine, the thief thought, not a common sparkle like the rain but an expensive sparkle. The masked thief continued quietly, lost in his thoughts and as oblivious to the world below as it was to the thief's presence.

Detective de Mont threw the morning's paper across the room in disgust. The headline 'IMPOSSIBLE THIEF STEALS DANISH DIAMOND' glared up at her from the other side of the room. She ignored it - Christina de Mont was very angry. She possibly not the stereotypical police detective, although, of course, in this modern age of equality it would be very impolite to notice it, but few detectives would have quite the taste for the 18 carrot gold earrings that she habitually wore or the exquisite dresses she would wear to the annual policeman's ball. It was also true that few detectives could call the chief superintendent 'uncle' but her intelligence and charm still made her a good investigator.

She was very angry with her uncle. This was not as unfair as it might first seem because her uncle was very angry with her, Chief Superintendent Charles de Mont was not used to being told that his assignments stank and threatened that he would never again be welcome at his underlings house for tea and crumpets. This was why had hadn't given in, it takes intelligent people far longer then stupid people to realise that it is very difficult to bully your boss.

Fuming, she pulled on her jacket and concentrated on calming down. There was no way now that she could avoid the diamond case and, if she drove to the scene in this state she would only get another ticket - and it appeared the 'uncle' might not be so willing to forget that at the moment. She nodded to Sergeant Crow that he too should gather his things, and then she purposefully left the building.

Sergeant John Crow was her one luxury. A twenty three year old man, he had been working with her for just over six months now. They got along fine: he respected her abilities, as all men should in this age of political correctness, and she admired his well formed body in the way that only women could get away with. This did not mean that Sergeant Crow was stupid, he had found vital clues in the few cases that they had worked on, but he was at very placid - he never sought any attention and always down played his role in any given situation. It was an office rumour that the Chief Superintendent had only assigned him to work with his favourite niece to act as body-armour, a statement that Christina would have exploded at should she have heard it, but John just smiled and continued his work whenever it was mentioned.

"This looks to be an interesting case, Christina" he said when he had caught up with her. Christina favoured him with a particularly withering glance and carried on walking.

"Or maybe not." John continued after a pause, "I am glad, however, that it means that we will be going out to Harklett village."

Christina looked at him quizzically and raised a single eyebrow.

"The science of deduction failing you today Holmes?" quipped John.

"No Watson, I'm just pondering the great mysteries of life like The Mary Celeste, the Loch Ness Monster and how you ever made it to sergeant."

"I've got a relative in the upper echelons of police command, Chris." he teased.

Christina just stuck her tongue out at him and then hastily checked around to see if anyone else had seen her. The couple walked on in silence for a few minutes.

"Well, Why?" said Christina eventually.

-cont.-


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Fran Hinkel - 03:21pm Jun 26, 1998 PST(#4 of 17)
You can check out anytime you like...but you can never leave!

Alex:

I really enjoyed this little mystery. I never saw it coming! I hope you will continue to post stories for us to enjoy.

Fran 8-)


Robert Nelson - 03:21pm Jun 26, 1998 PST(#5 of 17)

i'm with fran! didnt see it coming! great job. when do we get another story?????

rob


Dina Hagler - 03:21pm Jun 26, 1998 PST(#6 of 17)

I'd be interested in seeing more of your stuff, Alex. I hope you have time to post other stories here.


Spooky Lady - 11:17am Dec 17, 1998 PST(#7 of 17)
I have a cold.

Alex, I thought this was great. It was a nice story. I didn't think about the ending at all. In fact, I thought this was going to be a long story (ie this was the first segment). It really took me by surprise and I like that.

Congratulations on a fantastic story. I don't think it was especially corny at all.

Write some more!!


Alex Dent - 05:51pm Dec 17, 1998 PST(#8 of 17)

Thanks Spooky,

This story has been inactive for quite some time and I was thinking about moving it onto my own web-site. I'm glad you liked it. I don't write much because I find it very time consuming and I really ought to be apending that time working. Also I have to say that this is by far the best thing I've ever written so it could be a flash in the pan.

.alex


Alex Dent - 06:01am Dec 18, 1998 PST(#9 of 17)

PS. If you liked this than you could try reading the first chapter of Pearls.


Spooky Lady - 07:33am Dec 18, 1998 PST(#10 of 17)
I have a cold.

Already printed it off - will let you know my comments soon.


State O. Grace - 09:55am Sep 15, 1999 PST(#11 of 17)
They say I'm crazy but I have a good time; I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime; Life's been good to me so far. (Eagles)

:-) Interesting the way you temper statements about political correctness with brief poetic descriptions.


Alex Dent - 10:55am Sep 15, 1999 PST(#12 of 17)

Oh my word, a post - there hasn't been anyone in here in ages.


State O. Grace - 12:28pm Sep 15, 1999 PST(#13 of 17)
They say I'm crazy but I have a good time; I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime; Life's been good to me so far. (Eagles)

I know. :-) I've been turning up mossy stones around MN, LOL!


Amy :o) - 04:41am Aug 3, 2000 PST(#14 of 17)

Just read your story. I think you should spend more time writing. Your story was great!


- 06:44pm Jan 2, 2001 PST(#15 of 17) Delete Message

I enjoyed your story very much! I suspected John Crow but was still surprised. I like the way you set the scene and give us an idea of the characters. You paint a detailed picture without bogging us down. I was confused about Chris's relationship with the victim, but supposed that more would come out later in the story to explain the friction between the two.


Matrix Jacobi - 07:33pm May 17, 2001 PST(#16 of 17)
Every morning, we are given 24 golden hours. Even if you had all the money in the world, you couldn't buy another one. They are one of the few things in this world that are truly free. Spend them wisely.

Very nicely written. Didn't see it coming at all.


Wolfman - 09:48am May 20, 2001 PST(#17 of 17)

Thanks everyone.

* blush *

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