The MaidI said, “There’s your suspect.”
Constable Alte-Jungfer gaped at me. “A woman did this?”
“Unless a man somehow got inside the house and up here past my husband’s men and a dozen Apprentices, this was done by someone already inside.” I considered the matter. “No one saw her leave?”
“None of the Apprentices say so. They claim they were in the laboratory downstairs.”
“So either they murdered him together,” I said, “or she simply walked past everyone after committing the deed herself.” I turned to survey the room. The windows were locked from the inside; no scuff marks were to be seen. And this was the second floor. “Check for damage to the outside, just to be sure. But that maid — if so she be — is the one you’re after.”
The Constables nodded.
I threaded past them and down the st
