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Over the Edge


Over the Edge

Mike Crowson



Copyright 2006 Mike Crowson

Smashwords Edition 2010




Over the Edge


Grazelema, Southern Spain: Late Afternoon, Wednesday May 29


Sargente Luis Hortez of the Spanish Guardia Civil let out more rope and abseiled a little further down the slope. He was keeping a few feet to the north of where the woman had probably fallen, so as to avoid any further disturbance of the ground. He examined a scrubby bush with broken branches. All the damage suggested it had been done by something going up the slope. 'The recovery team from the Grazelema mountain rescue,' Louis thought, and let out more rope to abseil further down.

He reached the point where the body had been found. He turned and looked back up the mountainside, towards the viewpoint and car park at the top of the pass. If the woman had had fallen from there, why had no one reported her missing? His unit had heard nothing, anyway, and they would certainly have been informed. She hadn't been identified either, which is why Teniente Alfonso Diaz, senior officer at Grazelema, had taken them off checking motorists on the main road for vehicles without a roadworthiness certificate and sent them up here. This was a more interesting way for a young detective to spend a morning anyway.

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