Status Updates From The Murder Room (Adam Dalgl...

Interesting dynamic between the detectives Benton-Smith and Piers . The interactions when Piers starting getting mad at him and yelled "OH, anythings possible! Its possible that Tallulah Clutton did it because shes been having an affair with Dupayne and he was dumping her for Murial Godby! For God's sake, let's stay in the real world !" Had me absolutely losing it . What a good laugh

You’re a writer, aren’t you, a poet? It isn’t enough for you to meddle in other people’s lives, to get them arrested, to see them sent to prison, their lives broken. You have to understand them, get into their minds, use them as your raw material. But you can’t use me. You haven’t the right.

For AD the greatest danger in a criminal investigation, particularly for murder, remained the same. It was the too easy fixing on a prime suspect, the concentration of effort to prove him guilty to the neglect of other lines of inquiry, and the inevitable corruption of judgement which made the team unable to contemplate that they might be wrong.

I remembered some words I’d read written by a philosopher, I think Roger Scruton. ‘The consolation of imaginary things is not imaginary consolation.’

He was, after all, a poet with a writer’s interest in the fabric of other lives. His poetry was a mystery to her. The man who had produced A Case to Answer and Other Poems bore no relation to the senior detective she served under with a passionate commitment.

Dalgliesh thought, Hasn’t it always been like this? People tell me things. I don’t need to probe or question, they tell. It had begun when he was a young detective sergeant and then it had surprised and intrigued him, feeding his poetry, bringing the half-shameful realization that for a detective it would be a useful gift.

She thought of faces as being either softly moulded or carved. His was carved. It was a handsome authoritative face and the dark eyes that looked into hers were kindly. He had an attractive voice, and voices had always been important to her. And then she remembered Muriel’s words. The police believe nothing, that’s the way they’re trained to think.

He had no great interest in technology, requiring only that it should work efficiently. If a machine broke down he replaced it with a different model since money was less important than saving time and avoiding the frustration of argument. The telephone he hated. It was in the hall and he seldom answered it, preferring to listen to the recorded messages every evening.

Muriel is alot like me when it comes to social anxiety and fears . Tally trying to control the narrative here for how Muriel should be talking to the investigators strikes me as extremely weird and odd. Especially since shes trying to hide the family dispute over the property. There was alot of money to be gained or loss depending in how the dispute turned out.