Chapter 9
It harrows me with fear and wonder.
I.i
They had just finished their meal when the doorbell sounded. Concordia checked her lapel watch: eight-thirty. Madame Durand was early; she must be eager to get the séance underway.
Well, she wasn’t eager to do this, but at least it would be over with sooner.
To her surprise, the maid ushered in Lieutenant Capshaw and a small, ferrety-looking man she didn’t recognize.
“Excuse us for disturbing you, ma’am, but Mr. Kaufmann and I are here to open the colonel’s safe.”
“This is a most inconvenient time, Lieutenant,” Mrs. Adams chided. “We are expecting company.”
Both the policeman and the family attorney raised an eyebrow over that. One did not typically entertain company with a member of the family lying dead in a police morgue.
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