The DCI David Fyfe Mysteries Box Set by William Paul (#1-3)
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB |764 Kb
The DCI : Unlikely hero DCI David Fyfe stars in three gruesome mysteries with twists that defy prediction.
Once a sharp and motivated inspector, Fyfe’s current lifestyle revolves around women, alcohol, and the easy way out. Past indiscretions have seen him landed with desk duty where he watches Edinburgh’s crimes from the sidelines.
But when another seemingly dull task is assigned to Fyfe at a local church, a rabbit-hole of dirty money and shadowy figures opens up before him. What follows are three high-intensity murder cases that see Fyfe lured back into the underbelly of Scotland’s crime world.
“What a fucking mess you are, Ross. You wanted to play with the big boys but instead of getting smart you got a habit. You stupid pathetic bastard.’
Sorley was hauled back to his feet, blood dribbling from his mouth. He spat out a broken tooth and stared at it on the floor. ‘Sorry, Gus,’ he said, remembering that he had once owned a silver Porsche. And a genuine Swiss watch that cost more than five thousand pounds. He felt his wrist to check that it was gone.
‘You knew my brother, so I gave you a chance and you screwed up. I’m too sentimental. I’m just too fucking sentimental.’
Barrie shook his head. Sorley nodded. He hadn’t known the younger brother, Mike Barrie, very well at all. Had met him a few times, drank with him in a club once, had fancied his wife. Who wouldn’t? He was called Mad Mike because he was a nutter, completely psycho and probably clinically insane. A dangerous bastard, but only to himself in the end as it turned out. Sorley, back from a few years in America, had dropped the name to get restarted and had teamed up with Georgie Boy who had an inside track with the Barrie clan. Mad Mike was dead and couldn’t argue. Gus Barrie, who had taken on the running of the family business after Mike’s death, had been impressed. People had thought Gus was too soft to run the business, too emotional. They were wrong. A different time. A different world.
‘Are you listening to me?’ Barrie asked, frowning slightly. ‘I’m expecting a lady shortly, you see, Ross.”