Bloody Weekend
Chapter 40
For Eloise Hope there is only one more thing
drawing from observations of
man, that man, is seeking the truth.
He was determined to find the truth
the Death of Peter Hamilton.
”Oh, sure, Inspector,” says Karen. ”I'm ready
help You.”
”Thank you, Miss Clark.”
Karen Clark is not like that
by Inspector Larkspur. He was preparing to face
with glamor, conditions that are not original, even heroic. He would not be surprised at all if the woman performed a show or something.
And actually Inspector Larkspur was suspicious that he was acting. But not the charade as he imagined.
But it turns out that Karen Clark does not benefit from her femininity attractiveness excessively, not too emphasize on glamour.
Larkspur even felt himself sitting opposite a very beautiful and expensively dressed woman, a woman who was also a good and famous businessman. Karen Clark is not a fool, he thought.
”We only want statements that are sincere,
Miss Clark's. You came to The Blossom on a Sunday night, didn't you?”
”Yes, I'm out of candles. We often forget, how important such goods are in the countryside.”
”Away away you go to The Blossom? Why wonder
not going to your nearest neighbor , Miss Hope?”
Veronica smiled, a perfect and confident camera smile.
”I don't know who my neighbor is.
If I knew, I would have gone there. I think he's just an ordinary stranger, and I think maybe he's boring, because he lives so close.”
Yeah, Larkspur thought, perfectly acceptable. That answer must have been prepared for this opportunity.
”You get that candle,” Inspector Larkspur said. ”Then I heard you recognize an old friend , Dr Hamilton?”
He's nodding.
”Poor Peter. Yes, it has been seventeen years I have not met him.”
”Is that?” There was a polite tone of disbelief in Inspector Larkspur's voice.
”Really.” Karen's tone firmly confirmed.
”How do you meet him?”
”Of course I am very happy. Meeting an old friend is always fun, isn't it, Inspector?”
”In some ways indeed.”
Without waiting for the next question, Karen Clark continued.
”Peter drove me home. Perhaps you want to know if he said something that had to do with the tragedy, so I remember our conversation very carefully. But really no one can
filed a clue or something.”
”About what the two of you are talking about, Miss
Clark?”
”Of course about the past. ‘Do you remember this, that, or that something else?’” He smiled gloomily. ”We got acquainted in Germany. Peter hasn't changed much. Older and more confident. I heard he was quite famous in his profession. He did not speak at all about his personal life. I am so
got the impression that her married life was not so happy, but it was just a vague impression. I think his wife is a jealous, cunning woman. Poor him. Maybe his wife was too noisy about the patient Peter who was much prettier than himself.”
”No,” said Inspector Larkspur. ”It looks like he's not so.”
Karen quickly said, ”You mean...all that is hidden? Yes, yes, I understand. Then the circumstances, much more dangerous.”
”I think you think Mrs Hamilton shot her husband, Miss Clark?”
”It's not worth saying that! Nonpeople
I can say what before the case is tried
i, don't I? I am very sorry, Inspector. My servant told me that his wife was standing near Peter's body, holding a gun. You certainly understand that in this quiet rural area everyone is raised, and the servants like to tell what happened.”
”Yes, I think we can get a lot of information through them.”
Stubbornly Inspector Larkspur said.
”Which is the question now of who
who has motive.”.
He stopped for a moment. With a gloomy smile
Karen says, ”And wife is always
the main accusation, isn't it? How ironic! But usually there is a so-called ‘women third’. I think the third woman can also be considered the motive, right?”
”Is there a third woman in Dr Hamilton's life?”
”Yes, I think there might be. We just
got an impression of that, didn't you?”
Impression is sometimes very useful,”
Larkspur.
”From what Peter said I missed
that the painter lady was, well, a very close friend of hers. But I guess you already know all that?”
”We do have to investigate all those things.”
Inspector Larkspur's voice was not at all
take sides. But, without any sign that he is
see, he seemed a reflection of the grateful satisfaction in the blue eyes of Karen who was ssar.
In a stern tone he asked, ”You said that Dr. Hamilton drove you home. What time did you two split?”
”I really don't remember! We talked
some long. That's I'm sure. It must be late.”
”Is he in?”
”Ya, I gave him a drink.”
”Oh, so. I thought you were talking at...
uh... resting house near that fish pond.”
He saw the woman's eyelids twitching. And
there was also a moment of doubt before he said, ”You are a true detective! Yes, we sat there, smoked and talked for a long time. How do you know?”
His face was like a child eager to be taught an intelligence.
”Your fur coat is left there, Miss Clark.”
Then added without pressure, ”Also candle box.”
Yes, it is lagging.”
”Dr Hamilton returns to The Blossom at around four in the morning,” said the Inspector, again without pressure.
”Solvent it?” Karen's voice sounded shocked.
”Ya, right, Miss Clark.”
”Of course. You see a lot of what we have reported , because it has not met for years.”
”Is it a long time since you met Dr.m Hamilton?”
”Let me just say that it has been seventeen years I have not met him.”
”Are you sure? You're not mistaken? I get the impression that you are quite often
meet him.”
”What makes you think so?”
”Yeah, this short letter is for example.” Inspectors
Larkspur took out a letter from his pocket. He saw it again the short letter. It digester, then read, ”‘Come this morning. I need to talk to you. Karen.’”
