The Case of The Spectral Shot: A Bow Street Society Mystery, #3 by T.G. Campbell

Author:T.G. Campbell [Campbell, T.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-10-31T00:00:00+00:00

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Conway tilted his head and looked upon an antique sculpture cast of two male wrestlers. Both were naked, with the top wrestler holding the other’s arm behind his back. The sculpture hall, in which Conway stood, was in the south corridor of the South Kensington Museum. Sculptures of various figures—either stood or sat on dark, box plinths—lined the corridor’s central aisle. Arched windows on the right mirrored the deep alcoves opposite in shape. These alcoves contained the taller, and more elaborate, sculptures of classical figures. Despite it being a day allocated to free public entry to the museum, the harsh snowfall had kept most away. There were only two others aside from Conway in the corridor therefore. While he remained by the wrestlers, they strolled amongst the sculptures at the far end. Their footsteps upon the tiled floor echoed around the vast space as they did so. It was the footsteps which approached from behind which caught Conway’s attention, however. He glanced over his shoulder at the newcomer and resumed his ‘admiration’ of the sculpture. “Good evening, sir.”

“Where’s Miss Trent?” Chief Inspector Jones enquired once they stood shoulder to shoulder.

“Woolfe went to see her again yesterday. She thought ‘e might follow if she came.”

Conway stole a sideways glance at the other visitors before he pulled a document from his overcoat. Wrapped in brown paper and tied with string, the document was only a few pages thick. He turned toward Chief Inspector Jones and used his body to block the view of the packet as he passed it across.

Chief Inspector Jones slipped the document into his own coat. “Why was Woolfe there?”

“A gunshot was heard coming from the Society’s house.”

Chief Inspector Jones’ brow lofted.

“She’s put it in that report,” Conway said. “But it was the Cosgrove doll that fired the shot. Sergeant Bird was there first and, later, ‘e told Woolfe about it. Woolfe went to the house to make sure everything was okay.”

As he heard the other visitors walk into the next room, Conway approached the sculpture sat opposite the wrestlers. “‘Cause I’m keeping an eye on ‘em now, I read the report before I gave it you. I’ll go see Inspector Lee tomorrow, too; let ‘im know what the Society’s found out.”

“I understand.” Chief Inspector Jones followed Conway and stood closer to him than before. In a hushed voice, he said, “Thank you for delivering it. The fact this whole situation has put you into an awkward position hasn’t escaped me, John. I wanted to make clear how important your continued support is to me.”

“I know.” Conway walked around the sculpture to look out the window. The sky had darkened as the sun slipped further behind the dense clouds to make way for night. He watched Chief Inspector Jones’ reflection as he joined him. “It’s why you’ve still got it.” When he walked in front of him to head for the door, he added, “Just don’t make me pick sides.”

“I’ll do my best, John,” Chief Inspector Jones

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