Pitchmarks #162 - "Mulligan...sample chapter 1/3"

Prologue

The phone rings, for perhaps the tenth time already this morning. But on this occasion it is not work, but Alex. True to form, he is cutting it fine due to a train delay, but will be here in five, in soft spikes. I tell him to look for the path that runs round the front of the clubhouse – heading away from Jessie’s Pond, past which his taxi will…