Feted To Die: An Inspector Constable Murder Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
I haven’t been completely straight with you.” Seymour Cummings took his seat in front of the library desk with an air of a schoolboy summoned to the headmaster’s study to account for his misdeeds. Beneath his tan, he looked pale. Andy Constable gave a faint smile. “To be frank, Mr. Cummings, in my experience, hardly anybody is ever completely straight with us during an investigation, particularly when it’s a question of murder. But I have to say that it’s a refreshing change to have a suspect actually volunteer the information.” “A suspect? So you think that I might have …?” “Suspect purely in a technical sense, Mr. Cummings,” explained Constable in soothing tones. “As someone who was present at the scene of the crime, you fall into the same category as everyone else in the house. Perhaps I should have said ‘person under investigation’. Or ‘person helping us with our enquiries’. Does that help?” Seymour still looked anxious. “In all honesty, inspector, I think it makes it sound worse,”
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