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Chapters (71)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Acknowledgments
  4. Prologue
  5. Prologue 2
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Chapter 21
  27. Chapter 22
  28. Chapter 23
  29. Chapter 24
  30. Chapter 25
  31. Chapter 26
  32. Chapter 27
  33. Chapter 28
  34. Chapter 29
  35. Chapter 30
  36. Chapter 31
  37. Chapter 32
  38. Chapter 33
  39. Chapter 34
  40. Chapter 35
  41. Chapter 36
  42. Chapter 37
  43. Chapter 38
  44. Chapter 39
  45. Chapter 40
  46. Chapter 41
  47. Chapter 42
  48. Chapter 43
  49. Chapter 44
  50. Chapter 45
  51. Chapter 46
  52. Chapter 47
  53. Chapter 48
  54. Chapter 49
  55. Chapter 50
  56. Chapter 51
  57. Chapter 52
  58. Chapter 53
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Chapter 55
  61. Chapter 56
  62. Chapter 57
  63. Chapter 58
  64. Chapter 59
  65. Chapter 60
  66. Chapter 61
  67. Chapter 62
  68. Chapter 63
  69. Author’s Note
  70. Also available by Frances Brody
  71. Author Biography

If Gertrude found out that I had brought in her letters for examination without her permission, there would be two possible outcomes. I might be promoted to best and most loyal friend, or crossed off the Christmas card list.

A stout constable limped in from the adjoining office. He tried not to smirk as he took the satin embroidered envelope. “Have the contents checked for fingerprints. Right away if it can be fitted in.”

When the PC had left, Dad said, “Macintosh owes me a favour. But what is it you hope to find out?”

“Whoever is sending them knows something about Benjie and what he has been up to.”

“Which is?”

“Not sure. He’s sinking a new pit on the grounds on the other side of the wood from the orphanage, which he has had demolished.”

“A lot of industrialists are feeling the pinch. He’s fortunate to be expanding at a time like this.”

“I want to know what he’s really up to. He has this air of the detached country gentleman. What matters are his collections, stamps, coins, and he’s so amiable.”

“But?”

“He had me followed today. I’m convinced Raynor the butler does Benjie’s dirty work.”

Dad was prepared to agree. “Wealthy men often have loyal retainers, in the habit of doing their master’s bidding. But surely you don’t suspect someone you’ve known so long and who’s a pillar of the community? Didn’t he meet the King last year?”

“He did, but he and Gertrude are short of cash. He won’t be able to ask His Majesty to invest in his schemes.”

“All the same, it sounds like a bold enterprise. This might be the moment to do it, when everyone else is cutting back.”

“The words bold enterprise and Benjie Brockman don’t fit together somehow. And I’m wondering who has a grudge against him, and why. I would like to know who is writing to him.”

“Of course, if there are prints on these missives, they might be a person or persons unknown to us.”

“I realise that, but with so little to go on I need all the help I can get.”

“It seems an oblique way of investigating, but if you think it helps –”

“I’m not sure what will help. It’s a blow that Stephen Walmsley has been charged. You see if I’m right, and the crimes are somehow linked –”

“CID know what they’re doing, love.”

“If CID and Scotland Yard knew what they were doing, I wouldn’t be here.”

He gave one of his chuckles. “Be a feather in your cap if you come out ahead of Scotland Yard.”