The freshly dead body sprawled on the Bedford Square doorstep of General Brandon Balantyne is an affront to every respectable sensibility. The general denies all knowledge of the shabbily dressed victim who has so rudely come to death outside his home, but Superintendent Thomas Pitt cannot believe him—for in the dead man’s pocket, Pitt finds a rare snuffbox that recently graced the general’s study. The superintendent must tread lightly, however, lest his investigation trigger a tragedy of immense proportions, ensnaring honorable men like flies in a web. Pitt’s clever wife, Charlotte, becomes his full partner in probing this masterpiece of evil, spawned by an amorality greater than they can imagine.
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|Title of eBook: Bedford Square||Series: A Charlotte and Thomas Pitt Mystery, , #19|
|Release Date: 09-22-2010|
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|Publisher: Random House Publishing Group|
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"Dead, sir," he answered Pitt's question. "An' I can't see as 'ow it could a' bin an accident, not 'ow 'e is, an' w'ere I found 'im. An' I oughta be gettin' back, sir. I darsen't leave 'im there by 'isself, sir. Someone might move 'im, like ... mess wif evidence."
"Yes, of course," Pitt agreed. "Go back, Constable. You did the right thing. I'll get dressed and I'll be there. I presume you haven't had a chance to call the surgeon or the mortuary van?"
"No sir, I come straight 'ere, seein' as w'ere 'e is."
"I'll call them. You go back and stand guard."
"Yes sir. I'm sorry, sir."
"Don't be. You did the right thing," Pitt repeated, pulling his head in and shivering involuntarily. It was June--at least nominally summer--but in London the nights were still chilly, and there was a faint mist hanging over the city.
"What is it?" Charlotte sat up in bed and fumbled for a match. He heard it scrape and then saw the flame as it caught the wick of the candle. It lit her face softly, gleaming on the warm, dark color of her hair, which was falling out of its long braid. She looked worried.
"They've found a body in Bedford Square," he answered. "It seems as if he was murdered."