Title meme answer 2.
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kat_lairSecond answer to the Title meme prompts.
Now, I loved this because it let me play with a genre - murder mystery/police procedural - that I don't think I could actually pull off properly. ...Well no, I could. But there would have to be research, and frankly I'm already doing enough of that for my thesis (and on similar topics too) so I don't think I'm going to be trying to usurp Elizabeth George quite yet.
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pushkin666. ...why don't I have any Lewis icons? This is a goddamn tragedy. Sorted!
there is a crack in everything – Lewis – James Hathaway/Robert Lewis
Summary: Summer in Oxford; cobbled streets full of people, long days, cold drinks, art, song, poetry – and murder. Detectives Lewis and Hathaway are about to start their well-earned holidays, when a brutal killing puts a stop to their respective plans. Tom Forrest – a local singer of some repute – is found dead outside Hen and Hillock, strangled with his own guitar strings. Lewis and Hathaway soon uncover old rivalries, broken friendships, and a mysterious hit single that never was. As the nights grow shorter, the investigation takes an unexpected direction when the victim and Hathaway turn out to have shared not just a taste in music but a lover. A male lover. Who killed a well-liked pub musician and why? What happened to the song he recorded but never played again? Where will Hathaway’s loyalties lie when the two parts of his life once more come into conflict? And how will Lewis react when his partner disappears right after an argument that left the future of both their professional and personal relationship uncertain...
Snippet:
“You are jeopardising the investigation!” Robert Lewis rarely lost his temper or raised his voice, but when he did it was more often than not his DS that was the cause of it. “What is it with you? You end up being involved with someone in every other case we have!”
“Well at least I get involved with people,” James muttered under his breath.
“What’s that supposed to mean, Sergeant?”
James twisted his lips in crude approximation of a smile. “Nothing, Sir. But I don’t see a problem here. Mike and Tom Forrest broke up two years ago and haven’t seen each other since. There’s nothing that implicates him in any way in the current investigation.”
Robert took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Why couldn’t he see? There were regulations; it was unacceptable for James to... It was unacceptable.
“Hathaway, look,” he said, trying to sound reasonable. “You’re emotionally compromised and—”
“Fine, I’m out,” James interrupted, standing up abruptly. He stalked to the door of their shared office, opening it. “I’ll just leave the investigation to your capable hands. After all, you never get emotionally compromised.” It didn’t sound like a compliment.
With that he walked out, carefully shutting the door behind him instead of banging it.
For some reason Robert thought he would have preferred that.
Now, I loved this because it let me play with a genre - murder mystery/police procedural - that I don't think I could actually pull off properly. ...Well no, I could. But there would have to be research, and frankly I'm already doing enough of that for my thesis (and on similar topics too) so I don't think I'm going to be trying to usurp Elizabeth George quite yet.
Anyway, this is for
pushkin666. there is a crack in everything – Lewis – James Hathaway/Robert Lewis
Summary: Summer in Oxford; cobbled streets full of people, long days, cold drinks, art, song, poetry – and murder. Detectives Lewis and Hathaway are about to start their well-earned holidays, when a brutal killing puts a stop to their respective plans. Tom Forrest – a local singer of some repute – is found dead outside Hen and Hillock, strangled with his own guitar strings. Lewis and Hathaway soon uncover old rivalries, broken friendships, and a mysterious hit single that never was. As the nights grow shorter, the investigation takes an unexpected direction when the victim and Hathaway turn out to have shared not just a taste in music but a lover. A male lover. Who killed a well-liked pub musician and why? What happened to the song he recorded but never played again? Where will Hathaway’s loyalties lie when the two parts of his life once more come into conflict? And how will Lewis react when his partner disappears right after an argument that left the future of both their professional and personal relationship uncertain...
Snippet:
“You are jeopardising the investigation!” Robert Lewis rarely lost his temper or raised his voice, but when he did it was more often than not his DS that was the cause of it. “What is it with you? You end up being involved with someone in every other case we have!”
“Well at least I get involved with people,” James muttered under his breath.
“What’s that supposed to mean, Sergeant?”
James twisted his lips in crude approximation of a smile. “Nothing, Sir. But I don’t see a problem here. Mike and Tom Forrest broke up two years ago and haven’t seen each other since. There’s nothing that implicates him in any way in the current investigation.”
Robert took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Why couldn’t he see? There were regulations; it was unacceptable for James to... It was unacceptable.
“Hathaway, look,” he said, trying to sound reasonable. “You’re emotionally compromised and—”
“Fine, I’m out,” James interrupted, standing up abruptly. He stalked to the door of their shared office, opening it. “I’ll just leave the investigation to your capable hands. After all, you never get emotionally compromised.” It didn’t sound like a compliment.
With that he walked out, carefully shutting the door behind him instead of banging it.
For some reason Robert thought he would have preferred that.
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on 2010-06-15 07:43 pm (UTC)I'm quoting cos I know how it makes you feel.
“I’ll just leave the investigation to your capable hands. After all, you never get emotionally compromised.”
He really is hurting when he says this isn't he. Poor James.
Thank you. Of course now I want to read this. Heh.
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on 2010-06-16 09:47 am (UTC)And thank you so much, I'm really glad you liked this, it was so much fun to write. Lewis really does need to get a clue. But I think that even when he does realise that he's jealous and why, he's not going to do anything about it...
Yes, James is hurting, for reasons we elaborated last night... I am endlessly amused that not only do you want to read it but you also seem to want to co-write it... Not that I'm complaining! You realise this is the second Lewis fic we've sort of started writing... Um. *shakes head*
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on 2010-06-16 08:23 pm (UTC)And yes, I know we've kind of started writing Lewis fic. Lalalalala. It's not saved on my laptop at all.
Oh noooooo; *shakes head*. So not saved on Pete.