Murder in the Green by Lesley Cookman

Author:Lesley Cookman [Cookman, Lesley]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Accent Press Ltd
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

‘What do we know about John Lethbridge, apart from the fact that he was married to Wilhelmina?’ asked Fran on the phone the following day.

‘He was a financial adviser,’ said Libby. ‘At least, I think so.’ She stopped to think. ‘I’m still puzzled about the police not looking for him.’

‘I expect they are,’ said Fran, with a strange note in her voice that Libby recognised.

‘Oh? Come on Fran, out with it. What do you know?’

‘I don’t know anything,’ said Fran slowly, ‘but I’m pretty sure he’s dead.’

Libby let out her breath in a whoosh. ‘Just as we thought. They were both murdered.’

‘Ye-es, but someone must have set it up to look as if Lethbridge murdered Frensham.’

‘Why?’

‘Well, he hasn’t been seen since Frensham’s murder and his car wasn’t where it should have been.’

‘That’s right.’ Libby frowned. ‘So what are you saying?’

‘Lethbridge was killed before Frensham.’

‘Are you certain?’

‘I keep seeing trees in the dark. And fire. And you know that suffocating feeling I get?’

‘I know, but I don’t know why you’re getting it now. You’ve no connection to Lethbridge and you haven’t touched anything of his, have you?’

‘No.’ Fran sounded uncertain. ‘But I think perhaps it’s because I’ve been concentrating on it so much. Mind you, it could be my mind playing tricks. We don’t know for certain.’

‘Could we follow it up somehow? Could we ask Ian?’

‘Of course not,’ snapped Fran. ‘Be sensible.’

‘Trees at night and fire,’ mused Libby. ‘How about if I ask Gemma if there’s anything in that she recognises?’

‘I don’t think that’s a good idea. Given her reactions when you were down in Cornwall she’ll get scared again, and I bet she regrets asking you in in the first place.’

‘She does,’ said Libby. ‘All that sacrifice stuff and the Goat’s Head Morris really turned her up.’ She stared out of the window to where Sidney was stalking a piece of paper on the tiny green outside the house. ‘What about the Tyne Chapel mob? Do you think they know anything about – well, whatever goes on behind the scenes at Cranston Morris?’

‘It’s a Goddess Cult,’ said Fran.

‘Eh?’

‘Goddess Cult. John Lethbridge’s wife was the Goddess before Gemma. It was Frensham and Lethbridge who introduced the more esoteric elements into what had been an ordinary Morris side, wasn’t it?’

‘And Diggory had something to do with it,’ said Libby. ‘How do you know, anyway?’

‘I don’t know,’ said Fran, in some surprise. ‘But that’s it. And you’ve just given yourself the clue. Diggory. You can ask him.’

‘He’s creepy.’ Libby shuddered.

‘No more than the Tyne Chapel mob, who are supposed not to exist now.’

‘What about if they all defected to Cranston Morris?’

‘That’s stretching it a bit,’ said Fran. ‘You think about it. See if any of what I’ve seen makes any sense.’

The more Libby thought about it, the less keen she was to make any sort of approach to either Gemma Baverstock or Richard Diggory. In fact, if she were honest, she was beginning to regret getting even marginally involved with the whole Green Man murder.

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