No Murder Here by Howard of Warwick

Author:Howard of Warwick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: murder mystery, comedy, cozy mystery, humour, parody, laugh out loud, historical mystery, funny mystery, medieval mystery, brother hermitage
Publisher: Howard of Warwick

Caput XVI: Suspects?

'Good God,' Baldwyn breathed and stood as still as a rock.

Hermitage and Wat stepped up to the door.

‘Oh, my,’ Hermitage said as he saw the prone figure in the middle of the space.

‘Adel’s boy?’ Wat asked.

Baldwyn could only nod.

‘Looks like your seneschal was right to be suspicious.’

‘Who would do this?’ Baldwyn asked in genuine shock. ‘No one does this. We don’t do this. There are no murders on Gernesey.’ He seemed to come to his senses. ‘Well, there was that one time, but that was as much an accident as anything. But not this. Not a young lad.’

There could be no doubt that Adel’s boy was dead, nor that it was murder. The knife being the main clue.

Baldwyn was clearly in no state to examine the situation, and so Hermitage stepped forward. Wat and Cwen followed while Egland stood outside looking glumly at the crystal waters glinting in the sun.

‘That’s quite a knife.’ Wat observed the weapon in its final resting place, which was also the lad’s final resting place.

‘He’s been gone for some time,’ Hermitage observed as he knelt and considered the state of the body.

‘That sounds about right,’ Cwen agreed as she held a hand over her nose.

‘It has to be connected, doesn’t it?’ Wat said. ‘First Adel and now her lad. For an island where they don’t have murder, they’re doing pretty well.’

‘We shall have to get the brothers to attend to the poor soul,’ Hermitage said. ‘And quite soon, I think.’

Cwen stood and went to the door. ‘Egland,’ she called to the boy who was now kicking stones on the beach. ‘Go and fetch a monk.’

‘What?’ the apprentice replied in a surly manner that he would never have used in the workshop.

‘Go and fetch a monk.’

‘Fetch a monk?’ Egland queried. ‘But you’ve already got one.’

‘Not Hermitage. One of the locals. Just go.’

‘He won’t understand me,’ Egland pointed out. ‘What with me not speaking the language.’

‘I don’t care how you do it. Jump up and down, wave your arms, just get a monk. There’s a body to be dealt with.’

Egland’s sigh could be heard across the shore, but he slumped off in the right direction.

‘That boy is lucky I’m feeling sorry for him,’ Cwen said as she came back.

Hermitage hadn’t noticed her feeling sorry for him, so he doubted Egland was aware of the sympathy.

Baldwyn had now recovered himself sufficiently to stand in the doorway considering the fatal scene.

He muttered something in his language. 'This is terrible,' he translated. 'A murder.'

‘You agree this is one, then?’ Wat checked.

‘Of course, it is,’ Baldwyn gave as good as he got. ‘And whoever did this must be found and brought to justice.’

‘Lucky we’ve got a King’s Investigator with us,’ Cwen said.

Baldwyn scowled at her. ‘We didn’t have any murders at all until you turned up.’

‘I think you’d already had two,’ Wat said, quite gently this time. ‘We only got here a few hours ago and this poor lad has been gone for some time.’

‘Who would do it?’ Baldwyn repeated the question.

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