The Bloody Tower (Daisy Dalrymple Mysteries, No. 16)

The Bloody Tower (Daisy Dalrymple Mysteries, No. 16)

Carola Dunn

Language: English

Pages: 272

ISBN: 0312363060

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

In early 1925, the Honourable Daisy Dalrymple Fletcher, recent mother of twins, resumes her journalistic career by agreeing to write a piece about the Tower of London - the Bloody Tower - for an American magazine. Invited to observe the centuries old ritual Ceremony of the Keys, she's spending the night (her first time away from her babies) since the complex is locked and guarded, and the high walls are surrounded by a disused moat. Having been given a tour of the Crown Jewels, interviewed and observed the Yeoman Warders, and met the Ravenmaster, Daisy has more than enough material for her article and decides to leave as early as possible the next morning to return to her family. But when walking down the stairs, she almost trips over the dead body of one of the Yeoman Warders. That there's something seriously amiss cannot be denied, due to the pike sticking out of his back. With her husband, Scotland Yard DCI Alec Fletcher assigned to resolve the case, Daisy once again finds herself in the middle of a case of murder most foul.

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notebook. That was the first morsel of interesting, unusual, and therefore useful information she’d received today. 4 The entrance to the Wakefield Tower was guarded by both a Yeoman Warder and a Hotspur sentry. Because of the sentry’s requisite impassivity, Daisy couldn’t tell whether they were at daggers drawn. For all she knew, the feud between the two factions might have been grossly exaggerated. The Chief Warder greeted the yeoman, “Anyone up there now, Mr. Biggle?” “Just a couple

playing the part of the White Rabbit, grabbed his papers and dashed for the stairs. Then he stopped abruptly and took a step backwards, looking appalled. Sir Patrick gasped. From the stairwell a huge curved axe-head rose up, on the end of a pole. After it came a blue Tudor bonnet, beneath which was a face Daisy recognized, much of it concealed by a huge bushy beard. The Yeoman Gaoler stepped into the room. With a bland glance at Webster, who scuttled past him and disappeared, he said, “I

Macleod. Doctor, I take it you’ve examined the body?” Macleod grimaced. “Not pleasant, but I dealt with a great deal worse in France.” “No doubt. When you’ve told me your conclusions, I must see it for myself.” He turned back to the Resident Governor. “I gather the scene is under guard, sir?” “I had Colonel Duggan post some of his men to keep people away. The Tower is ultimately under my authority. And all that goes on here is ultimately my responsibility as well, which is why I would like to

clean away without being seen. And then the partizan. It’s almost as if a different person suddenly took over.” “You don’t think that could be it, Chief? Someone else threw it?” “Conspiracy or chance? No, we’ll have to keep the possibility in mind, but I consider it highly unlikely.” Alec stopped at the foot of the steps to the Officers’ Quarters. “I’d better have a word with Colonel Duggan before I start on his officers again. With any luck, he came home for lunch and hasn’t gone back to his

showed Alec out. Devereux, no longer in dress uniform, was lounging on the steps, smoking. “Good evening, Chief Inspector,” he said. “Good evening, Captain. I must thank you for removing my wife from the scene.” “A remarkable lady. To tell the truth, I was happy to remove myself. I’d thought I was hardened to anything, but time passes. . . . I was honoured to be entrusted with Mrs. Fletcher’s care. Dare I hope that I have been removed from your list of suspects for the Chief Warder’s murder?”

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