Mystery

Murder at the Midsummer Show

By Ari Weaver

You're the new constable in Pellingford, a village where the miller is a seven-foot troll and the jam judge is a retired witch. Nobody has needed the police here in forty years. This morning the president of the Midsummer Show was found face down in the pickled onions, and half the village had words with him yesterday. The county sergeant arrives tomorrow night, and until then everyone in the pub wants to buy you a drink and tell you who did it.

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