Inspector and Fish (7)

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CHAPTER SEVEN

The desk was covered in assorted items, from empty ink pots, to a globe, to various small stuffed animals. The desk was a mess.

"Where to start..." The detective sighed, poking around the ghost-town of writing supplies.

He had thought, that he knew what he was looking for, the houses book or employment records, but it was near impossible to distinguish one paper from another in this disaster of a writing desk.

He scanned yellowing papers looking for key names of any one with a connection to the house.

Many letters seemed to be to lords and lady's, others to high class theaters.

This did not surprise Cassidy as he had earlier found that the past life of Madame Florengrove was lived as a beautiful, not so much talented american actress in New York, before she married a rich English "lord" who due to the considerable age difference, died 12 years later leaving her a fortune and a name and a house in England.

Interested Robert read through one of the letters from the London Arts Apollo, it was a letter of rejection regarding the little need of an aging American actress to play one of Shakespeare's most beautiful Italian characters.

As he worked his way through the desk, sorting the letters into mor organized piles, he realized that these rejection letters were very common, as the pile grew larger than the others, upon reading a explanatory letter from the London Performance theater. He found himself questioning the mental state of the old dramatic performer, could all of the rejection build up? Did she need away to let out these hammering emotion? Did she want a form of a attention? Was it enough to murder a man?

After all the murdered man was "only the butler."

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