I started writing a murder mystery some time ago, we are almost at the end now. This is the penultimate instalment before the final reveal (and possibly an epilogue).
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With Some Bravado
Audrey Patterson had just made a statement concerning the death of Christopher Copeland who was found dead of a suspected suicide.
It was strange because it was the very same room in which, twenty years or so before, she had made a statement. That had been when a man mysteriously choked to death at a dinner party to which she’d been invited. That young man had been a notable scientist, or he’d appeared to be. Things had not been at all what they seemed. It was just the case this time as well. Then it had been Inspector Thorpe who had been in charge of that case. Now retired, Sir Alfred Thorpe sat in a chair by the door and behind the desk was the man in charge of this case, Inspector Coulson. He was a youngish man, she guessed in his late Thirties and he had a fluffy moustache and beard the colour of spun gold.