Pat Ritter. Books

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Bundy wants to introduce Kate to his old friend Quincy Simpson, the forensic scientist who helped him solve many investigations in his day as a detective. Kate is a little stand-offish about this meeting because she claims the police service has many forensic scientists who do a great job.

In the end she succumbs to Bundy's wishes and he takes Kate to visit his old friend who is retired and lives on a property in the hills. Quincy is pleased to see Bundy once again and thoroughly pleased to meet Kate. He can't wipe the smile from his face.

They sit on the front verandah and look out across the undulating hills surrounding Quincy's property. His wife prepares afternoon tea and serves to her guests. By this time Quincy and Bundy are reminising about their days as investigators sharing their past experiences, ing at a bygone era with Kate.

Kate tries to be a part of their conversation but it's the old boys club verses the new student. How did she ever become a Detective Superintendent - she ponders.

You'll need to wait until tomorrow to find out what Bundy and Quincy talk about.

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I have a confession to make. Over the past couple of days I haven't been able to continue writing chapter 5. I know it's no excuse but unforseen circumstances have evolved and I promise to finish chapter five tomorrow.

Last week my daughter told me life at times becomes unbalanced and hopefully my life will return to an equillibrium in the near future. I love writing this book and storyline and I know it will be a great book for readers.

Today it's back on track to the book. Sorry about the past couple of days. Today I'll complete chapter 5 with Bundy, Kate and Quincy agreeing to work together to find Peter Clayton.

Quincy and Bundy explain to Kate how they worked together on investigations when Bundy was a detective. She appeared overawed by their experience and now understood why The Commissioner had asked Bundy for his help. They were like two tigers hungry to attack.

Kate took them through her investigations over the past eight years to get-them-up-to-date. Quincy's experience as a forensic scientist also protracted him into investigation work. They brainstormed their ideas.

Wait until tomorrow to find out what solutions they made.

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I'm back onto it folks - yes almost completed chapter 5. Bundy takes Kate to meet his friend Quincy Simpson who is a retired forensic scientist. Bundy worked with Quincy in his days as a detective. Quincy helped Bundy solve many investigations.

Kate meets Quincy's wife Victoria and they hit it off like wild fire. In the meantime Bundy and Quincy travel down memory lane and reminence about the old days when there was no DNA, only fingerprints, blood or fluid to put the offender at the scene of a crime.

Quincy has an idea. Once he retired he found time to further experiment with an idea he had many years before. He wanted to compare DNA of an person with behavioural changes, particularly with the habits similar to relatives of past generations. For instance compare your own relationship within your own family to discover similar habits in a generation later down the track.

Bundy was all ears whilst Kate brushed it off as something out of a comic book. She believed in DNA evidence but this idea of comparing behavioural change with relatives was a bit far fetched.

Wait until tomorrow to find out how Quincy convinced Kate about his idea.

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Sorry to share this with you but I didn't write yesterday being Sunday which shouldn't make any different. I'll get back into it today. It doesn't mean my brain has stopped. I'll let you know what I'm thinking. My mind is never idle.

After Kate and Bundy visits Quincy and Victoria, Kate drives Bundy to his home which is an hour's drive from Quincy's place. They arrive in darkness. Bundy suggests to Kate she spend the night and they travel together next morning to work.

She agrees to his suggestion. She always carried a spare set of clothes just in case she needed to stay overnight. After cooking a simple dinner of fried saugages and eggs, they sit on the front veranda to have their coffee and milo (Bundy's drink). Kate can't get over the silence of the bush with the noise of crickets. They speak about 'what they have so far' which both agree isn't too much.

Bundy retires to his double bed which he has never shared with another person other than Ada whilst Kate retires to a single bed in the spare bedroom.

I let you know tomorrow if Bundy or Kate sleepwalks.

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Finally I've completed chapter five of the book. Today I'm off to my weekly writers group at Pomona. I love attending these two hour session with other writers. Each week we're given a story to write from the facilitator. This is the story I present to the group this morning:

I’ll never try that again!

On the 21st of January 2012, my vehicle was involved in a road accident. This was the first road accident I’d personally experienced in forty-five years of driving.

It was an unfortunate incident because the driver of the other vehicle was well known to me. At the time I was more concerned no one was physically hurt. Vehicles can be repaired; however bodies take many years to recover.

Because my vehicle was insured, fully comprehensive, I never worried about the tow truck or the fees and costs because I knew my insurance company would pay all costs. Or so I thought at the time. It was a different story after the loss assessor examined my vehicle and decided it was beyond repair and to write-it-off.

Initially the loss assessor mentioned a pay-out figure of $4,500.00 would be paid by the insurance company for total loss of my vehicle. Lucky for him he was on the opposite end of the telephone as my words of astonishment filtered through the line.

Daily I telephoned the insurance company to determine who I may contact to talk to and explain my dilemma. Within two days I was cast to the winds of Australia speaking to faceless people on the end of the line. I spoke to a person in Adelaide trying to explain my unhappiness.

Eventually I spoke to a person who offered $6,100.00 settlement. Again my blood pressure rose above what it should have been. Not one person belonging to the company ever contacted me to keep me up-to-date with the progress of my claim.

After many hours of negotiating I settled on an agreed price of $7,300.00. Many hours of investigation to determine a fair figure to replace my vehicle I determined was $7,600.00. When I contacted the insurance company to clarify the amount we agreed on, they told me the amount would be transferred electronically to my bank account. They also told me because I pay the insurance monthly I had to pay for the remaining twelve months before the transaction would be transferred. Also to my astonishment no refund would be made available of the subsequent nine months payment of the policy.

To say I was flabbergasted was an understatement. From the beginning at the time of the road accident in which I was the victim, instead of feeling secure because the vehicle had comprehensive insurance, I’ve been screwed by the insurance company, in more ways than one.

I believe in honesty and fairness, however, after my personal experience with this particular insurance company, I’ll never try that again.

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Today I'm starting on chapter 6 after I go and purchase a new car (or another car). You read yesterday about my accident a month ago. I've been lucky to pick up another car suitable for my transport needs.

I don't know if you believe in things happening in threes. First, a few months ago my television went to heaven; then the computer decided to give up (and you know I can't live without a computer) and on the day I was to collect my computer the accident happened. Hopefully today everything will be back to normal.

Through all of this I've managed to keep writing this book. It's in my mind all of the time; the storyline, characters, dialogue, where it's going and so forth. I set a goal to finish it by November this year so at this point I'm ahead of schedule. I find when I'm writing a book - I'm focused on writing the book and nothing else seems to matter.

Fortunately I live a very good life and have most things at my fingertips so nothing stops me from writing only myself if I get slack.

Just before I go: have a look under http://angiesdiary.com/stories/the-drover/ - 'The Drover' Angie's Diaries. It's great and I thank Angie for promoting my book.

Until tomorrow with more news.

[dub]

Yes that notion and belief that bad luck happens in three's... I had that experience probably three times or more (many years long gone and past)It's a pity that good luck dosn't occur in the same way In my younger years I subscribed, even believed in the 3 thing ! But now coincidence is my stumbling block for this particular logic
Glad your three storm has now past !
I'm thinking that maybe in the future 3 bad lucks will cancel, out to a good luck as we seed the 21st century (poetic license )
Thanks Pat it evoked many thoughts

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Thanks Dub for your kind thoughts. Only I only hope three things happen for the good - or luck as you say. It would be wonderful. I can't complain too much for I have my health and I'm writing which I love to do daily. So there's two things.

Now on with the story:

You will be pleased to know I've received a cheque from the insurance company for the write-off for my vehicle in the accident. Honestly I don't know how I've suffered through the whole ordeal so now I can get onto what I love to do most and that is to write.

Yesterday unfortunately I didn't write anything to do with 'The Proposition' so today I'm writing chapter six, or part of it. I must say at this stage of the novel I am ahead of my schedule to complete the novel by November this year.

Getting back to Bundy and Kate sitting on the front veranda at Bundy's home after he'd cooked a great meal. Kate wants to know what's next. Bundy relates a story about when he was a detective he investiged young boys being kidnapped and taken by force to 'The Valley' for prostitution.

This news alarms Kate who instantly tells him he's on the wrong track. It may have happened in his day but today was different. Bundy asks her in a polite way of any information she'd gleaned from eight years of investigation work to come up with a better idea. She couldn't. They were at a roadblock.

Wait until tomorrow to find out in which direction do they follow.

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This book has come alive. Whilst Quincy has this 'secret weapon' it doesn't help Bundy or Kate to know which direction to go along next. The needle is lost in the haystack and will be hard to find.

Bundy takes Kate back to the overhead railway bridge and the footpath where Mr Clayton last saw her son. The train left on time as usual that afternoon and a five minute 'window of opportunity' was open for either Peter to be abducted or he decided not to board the train.

These were the facts. Kate and Bundy needed to get more serious about their investigation. Kate has taken eight years to come up with very little. Bundy has at least determined the time and place Peter could have been abducted. It's a mystery to what happened on that faithful day when Peter Clayton went missing and has never been seen since. He was twelve years old, the same age of Bundy's grandson. He wouldn't know what to do if anything happened to his grandson.

What happened to Peter Clayton? That is the question. Wait for tomorrow to find out the answer or clues to his disappearance.