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Authors: Dan Andriacco

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She shook her head. “The evidence was all circumstantial. There was no guarantee he'd be convicted, but I didn't need that. I just needed for him to be suspected as a killer while I was his brave and innocent trophy wife. Then some day when I had to shoot him in self-defense I'd be seen as the real victim, not him. But he is going to be the victim - right now.”

With that Renata shoved forward the metallic ring near the top of the cane and turned the decorative handle a quarter-turn to the right. My entire body was tensed for the whoosh of deadly air, the site of blood.

But the sound was muted and nothing happened to Chalmers. Renata's face contorted in shock and fury and she repeated the action.
Click, click, click
. Nothing happened.

Desperate, she turned, first to me and then to Mac. “What have you done?”

From the side pocket of his tweed suit coat, Mac held up a bullet. “It seemed to me that removing the bullet was the prudent thing to do, once I had it figured out. I was a trifle late getting back to the colloquium.”

With an inarticulate cry Renata lifted the cane above her head, turning it into a club. Woollcott Chalmers cringed in front of her, still paralyzed with shock. I started to move, but Lynda moved faster.

“Oh, no, you don't,” she said, wresting the heavy stick from Renata's hands. “You're not going to hit anybody else with that damned thing.”

Chapter Thirty-Five
-
The Wrap-up

This time I didn't disguise my voice when I called 911. No more Minnie Mouse. Officer Gibbons and a phalanx of Erin's Finest were there on the double, Oscar not among them. I suspect he was chowing down with his mother at the Bob Evans restaurant just off the highway.

That was a few months ago but seems longer as I write this account in mid-summer. In the light of Renata's confession, I'm happy to report that the identities of the man and woman seen outside Matheson's hotel room and that of the person who phoned in the murder have fallen off the chief's radar screen. Or maybe he'd rather not know.

Ralph Pendergast, less forgiving or forgetting, is still spitting nails about the whole business, but there's not much he can do about it. It's kind of hard for him to distance himself from the Chalmers Collection, and thereby all the chaos it wrought, considering that I still have my iPhone video of him speaking so eloquently about St. Benignus being honored to receive the Collection. I haven't posted it to YouTube, but the unspoken threat is there.

Renata Chalmers is still awaiting trial, out on a huge bail posted by her husband. He also hired Aristotle O'Doul, the most prominent criminal defense attorney in the country. Speculation has it that O'Doul is going to try to mount a novel defense based on battered lover syndrome. I wish I had the popcorn concession for that circus.

Lynda's first-person account of the showdown on Half Moon Street won kudos all around, and there are probably some journalism awards awaiting her and maybe a promotion if there is any justice in the world.

You may be wondering about Lynda and me. So am I. I'm not sure that we're dating again, but we're definitely no longer
not
dating. She's changed her Relationship status on Facebook to “It's Complicated,” and so have I. Standing over a dead body, concealing information from the police, being accused of murder, facing down a killer - those are bonding experiences when a man and woman do them together. So we're moving toward each other again - at glacial speed and sometimes two steps forward and one step back, but moving nonetheless.

Sebastian McCabe, meanwhile, remains insufferable. He did, after all, solve the murder. Now he's more convinced than ever that I'm his Watson. And now that I've written this, I guess I am.

A Few Words of Thanks

On behalf of my friend Thomas Jefferson Cody, I wish to express my sincere gratitude to the following family members, friends, and experts whose contributions to the preparation of this manuscript for publication were invaluable:

Ann Brauer Andriacco

Michael J. Andriacco

Felicia Carparelli

Alistair Duncan

Paul D. Herbert

Bill Schrand

Special thanks to Jeff Suess for his editing and proofreading on this second edition.

Whatever errors remain are solely the responsibility of the author and his literary agent.

Dan Andriacco

May 2015

About the Author

Dan Andriacco has been reading mysteries since he discovered Sherlock Holmes at the age of nine, and writing them almost as long. The first five books in his popular Sebastian McCabe - Jeff Cody series are
No Police Like Holmes
,
Holmes Sweet Holmes
,
The
1895
Murder, The Disappearance of Mr. James Phillimore
, and
Rogues Gallery.
He is also the co-author, with Kieran McMullen, of
The Amateur Executioner, The Poisoned Penman,
and
The Egyptian Curse
mysteries solved by Enoch Hale with Sherlock Holmes.

A member of the Tankerville Club, the Illustrious Clients, the Vatican Cameos, and the John H. Watson Society, and an associate member of the Diogenes Club of Washington, D.C., Dan is also the author of
Baker Street Beat: An Eclectic Collection of Sherlockian Scribblings
. Follow his blog at www.danandriacco.com, his tweets at
@DanAndriacco
, and his Facebook Fan Page at: www.facebook.com/DanAndriaccoMysteries.

Dr. Dan and his wife, Ann, have three grown children and five grandchildren. They live in Cincinnati, Ohio, USA, about forty miles downriver from Erin.

Praise for the McCabe - Cody series

“You're in the hands of a master of mystery plotting here.
Rogues Gallery
is a delightful read, hard to put down, and highly recommended. And did I say fun?”

-Hollywood screenwriter Bonnie MacBird

“The villain is hard to discern and the motives involved are even more obscure. All-in-all, this (
The Disappearance of Mr. James Phillimore
) is a fun read in a series that keeps getting better with each new tale.”

-Philip K. Jones

“The 1895 Murder
is the most smoothly-plotted and written Cody/McCabe mystery yet. Mr. Andriacco plays fair with the reader, but his clues are deftly hidden, much as Sebastian McCabe hides the secrets to his magic tricks under an entertaining run of palaver.”

-
The Well-Read Sherlockian

“I loved Dan Andriacco's first novel about Sebastian McCabe and Jeff Cody
,
and I'm delighted to recommend (
Holmes Sweet Holmes
), which has a curiously topical touch.”

-Roger Johnson,
Sherlock Holmes Society of London

“No Police Like Holmes
is a chocolate bar of a novel - delicious, addictive, and leaves a craving for more.”

-
Girl Meets Sherlock

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