The Murder Of Mary Russell (2016) - Plot & Excerpts
Darkness gathered, but he stared on through the wind-screen, his clouds of tobacco smoke streaming out from Billy’s half-open window. After an hour, the driver gave up: if the detective wasn’t going to sleep, he might as well talk. “You buried her father that night. You and her.” Holmes turned his attention to his pipe. “Mr Mudd, I gave my word that I would not speak of Mrs Hudson’s past, ever again.” “You really think this is a time for niceties? And anyway, this is me. I was there.” The passenger sighed. “Yes. Burying him seemed the only way forward. Considering our resources at the time.” “What about Beddoes? Why didn’t he ever return?” “That was my doing. No,” he said, feeling Billy’s alarmed gaze, “I merely drove him away. After I escorted you and Mrs Hudson back to London, I took the train to Portsmouth and hunted him down. He was in the second hotel I tried—not that there are many first-rate hotels in the town, even now, and the man liked his little luxuries.
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