“Now, tell me what you know of this curse,” the inspector said to Adaire.
If Adaire was surprised by the question, he didn’t show it. “Well, I know the legend is that anyone who owns the book drops dead, and I understand that the cause of death is usually somehow associated with water or a mirror.”
Beattie nodded. “That’s what we’ve heard, too. Was there water around MacDonald’s body?”
I glanced quickly over at Beattie, but she gently tapped her foot against mine in the universal “be quiet” signal. So she wasn’t suddenly a believer in the curse, but she did have a theory. I couldn’t wait to hear what it was.
Inspector Scott raised one eyebrow and looked at her but then said, “No. There was a large mirror in the room, though.” It was my turn to raise an eyebrow, and I wondered if Beatti
