The Crime on the Norwegian Sea by Steve Stevenson

Author:Steve Stevenson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2016-01-19T16:00:00+00:00

“Excellent deduction, Miss,” he commented, nodding discreetly toward a corner of the pool. “There’s our first suspect.”

There were still a dozen guests in the spa. Apart from the rest, on the edge of the pool, sat Lilian Turner. She was wearing a polka-dot swimsuit, and her pouf of hair was covered with a hot-pink swim cap.

The trio walked toward her carefully. Dash passed a hand across his forehead to wipe away beads of sweat. He was trying to think up a way to approach her.

But it was the Texan who made the first move. She raised her blue eyes to Chandler and flashed him a grin. “Howdy there, colleague. How’s your secret mission going?”

“Excuse me?” muttered the butler, taken aback.

“Come on,” laughed Lilian. “I worked for the CIA for thirty years. Even if I’m almost retired, I know a fellow spy when I see one.”

Agatha smiled. This woman’s powers of observation were remarkable.

“Even a child would have realized you were playing the slots just to keep an eye on our little ole game,” she continued. “Am I mistaken, or did you leave your micro camera behind? And you Brits always brag about your precision.” Lilian Turner stood up with difficulty, turning to face them. “So what do you want with me, pardner?”

“We’re not spies,” said Dash resolutely. “I’m a detective from Eye International. We’re here to deliver you to the ship’s captain: I’m certain that you’re the one who murdered Hermann Bauer!”

Ms. Turner raised an eyebrow in confusion. Agatha explained the situation.

When the woman heard about Bismarck’s death, her face fell. “Poor man.” She sighed. “He seemed nice.”

“Calling him nice won’t get you off the hook,” said Dash drily.

“Why in tarnation would I want to kill him? I won the auction for Bismarck’s goods. I don’t have any motive to kill him.”

“W-wait up,” stammered Dash. “What auction? What goods?”

“Don’t tell me you didn’t know!” Lilian looked startled. “Bismarck brought us all on the cruise to sell some valuable information . . . to the highest bidder!”

“That solves the blackjack mystery!” exclaimed Agatha. “Your bets weren’t related to the game at all . . . You were raising bids to buy Bismarck’s information!”

“What information?” said Dash. “What did he want to sell?”

“An engine prototype,” replied Lilian, starting to grin. “Or the formula for a new super-tanning sunscreen. Or maybe the schematics for a next-generation cell phone. In any case, it’s nothing criminal. We all specialize in trading top secret industrial information. But we’re just the middlemen . . . None of us knew what Bismarck was selling. That’s our rich employers’ business!”

“Yeah, so, who’s your rich employer?” Dash interrupted.

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