Gerald’s head rested on the kid leather of his seat in the Sikorsky S–76 chopper as they beat a path towards the French coast. A thousand thoughts battled for dominance, but Gerald knew one thing for certain: someone was trying to frame him for the murder of Sir Mason Green. He screwed up his eyes. Just when he thought his worries were over. ‘So who is she?’ Ruby’s voice cut through his brooding. ‘The woman in the cat suit. She knew exactly where to look for the ruby.’ ‘I don’t know. But I bet she planted that blowgun in my room.’ Sam undid his seatbelt and slid onto the floor between Ruby and Gerald. ‘Whoever she is, she must be searching for the third casket,’ he said. ‘Those golden rods must be worth a fortune—it’s not like Gerald would be the only one wanting Mason Green dead.’ ‘Thanks a lot,’ Gerald said. ‘Now you’re making it sound like I did kill him.’ ‘That Inspector Jarvis sure wasn’t listening,’ Ruby said. ‘He’s convinced you did it.’ Gerald stared out the window into the gloom.
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