Chapter Twenty-Two – Doris Who?
Aubrey Jackson managed to recover from the shock of hearing that infamous name again. He was about to continue the conversation when, to his dismay and without any warning, Horace turned to the woman who was placing the envelope on the table and asked, “Are you related to Mister Rudolph Beckmann?”
To Aubrey’s relief, she did not seem surprised at the question but nodded and replied fiercely, “I used to be married to him, but I’d rather not discuss that unfortunate experience, if you don’t mind.”
Under the table, Aubrey had managed to kick Horace, who winced and then suddenly clasped a hand to his forehead. “Oh, sorry!” he spluttered. “My headache suddenly came on again.”
Johnson turned to the butler. “Smitherson, perhaps you could bring Mister Mercer a c
