THE CASE OF THE UNSUITABLE SUITOR a cozy Welsh mystery full of twists (WISE Enquiries Agency Mysteries Book 4) by CATHY ACE

Author:CATHY ACE
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Joffe Books Cozy Mystery
Published: 2020-11-01T23:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

Carol sat at the bar of Tudor’s deserted pub and watched the man disintegrate a little more with the scanning of each page of the folder she’d handed him. She and Mavis had decided against editing her findings, and she’d guessed he wouldn’t be happy to read what she’d discovered about Huw Hughes. However, she hadn’t expected him to be so deflated; his usually robust frame seemed to shrink before her.

‘The deaths of his wives are highly suspect,’ said the landlord eventually. He sounded sad, and grim. He looked directly into Carol’s eyes and added, ‘How can we get her to see him for the man he really is?’

Carol thought she’d better clarify what Tudor meant. ‘You mean, how can we get Annie to see that Huw has buried three wives who died under questionable circumstances?’

Tudor nodded, then sighed so deeply Carol thought he’d pass out for lack of oxygen. ‘You’re her friend, can’t you show her this?’ He waggled the folder under Carol’s nose.

Carol pondered the ethics of what Tudor was asking. ‘Do you think that’s a good idea? Annie might not be too keen on the fact I’ve been poking about into the background of someone she knows, nor that you asked me to do it.’

‘Counterproductive, then,’ said Tudor unhappily.

‘I reckon.’

‘So how then? How can we get her to see sense? It looks as though this man really might be a killer after all. I’ll admit that was my suspicion, but it looks like you have real evidence here.’ His eyes pleaded with Carol.

‘Not evidence, Tudor, but I do believe I’ve managed to join up quite a few circumstantial dots.’ She was annoyed when her phone rang in her pocket. Reflexively pulling it out to check who was calling, Carol felt a ripple of annoyance when she saw a text from Mavis: Phone me. Now. URGENT!!!! ‘You have a think about it, while I make an urgent call. Sorry, Tudor.’

She swung her legs down off the barstool and took a few steps toward the fireplace, which offered a little more privacy, and speed-dialled her colleague. ‘Hi Mavis, I’m with Tudor, is this really urgent?’

‘Aye, it is that,’ replied Mavis tartly, ‘but I’ll be quick. I’m up at Chellingworth Hall where all hell has broken out; the police are here to gather evidence in a criminal case. It’s believed Dr Clive Priddle might have died as a result of strychnine poisoning, and they’re looking into the possibility the source was the tea served to the croquet teams here on Sunday afternoon, due to the fact many others who attended were taken ill. We’re not involved, directly, because the police are quite properly in control, but Annie, Althea and I feel we’d like to gain our own insights. We’ll need your help, please. Background checks. Fast. You’ll be up for that, I assume. It sounds like you’ve finished the work . . . you were doing.’

Carol judged Annie might be able to overhear Mavis, and that explained her colleague’s circumspection. ‘I have.

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