When Yarrow and Harding arrived at the golf club, it was chaos. Some members were disturbed by the presence of the police and wanted to get away whilst other members, having heard about a dead body on the course, had turned up to rubber neck, causing a blocked entrance that an ambulance was trying to get through.
‘For God’s sake,’ Yarrow snorted angrily, ‘Marcus, get out and get it sorted. Nobody gets out until they have given a statement and nobody else is allowed in, especially the press. The Gazette and Arnie Muckraker will here as soon as he gets a smell of it, if indeed he has not already done so.’
Gazette‘Yes, sir.’ Harding got out of the car and passed Yarrow’s orders on to Balderstone and Edgeley.
Any member who had not been either in the clubhouse or out on the course were orde
