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Closed Casket: The New Hercule Poirot Mystery
Agatha Christie
Sophie Hannah
Hercule Poirot returns in another brilliant murder mystery that can only be solved by the eponymous Belgian detective and his ‘little grey cells’.‘What I intend to say to you will come as a shock . . .’Lady Athelinda Playford has planned a house party at her mansion in Clonakilty, County Cork, but it is no ordinary gathering. As guests arrive, Lady Playford summons her lawyer to make an urgent change to her will – one she intends to announce at dinner that night. She has decided to cut off her two children without a penny and leave her fortune to someone who has only weeks to live . . .Among Lady Playford’s guests are two men she has never met – the famous Belgian detective, Hercule Poirot, and Inspector Edward Catchpool of Scotland Yard. Neither knows why he has been invited . . . until Poirot starts to wonder if Lady Playford expects a murderer to strike. But why does she seem so determined to provoke, in the presence of a possible killer?When the crime is committed in spite of Poirot’s best efforts to stop it, and the victim is not who he expected it to be, will he be able to find the culprit and solve the mystery?Following the phenomenal global success of The Monogram Murders, which was published to critical acclaim following a co-ordinated international launch in September 2014, international best-selling crime writer Sophie Hannah has been commissioned by Agatha Christie Limited to pen a second fully-authorised Poirot novel. The new book marks the centenary of the creation of Christie’s world-famous detective Hercule Poirot, introduced in her first book The Mysterious Affair at Styles.
Closed Casket
THE NEW HERCULE POIROT MYSTERY
SOPHIE HANNAH
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Source ISBN: 9780008134099
Ebook Edition © September 2016 ISBN: 9780008134112
Version: 2018-10-02
Dedication (#u439a14ff-fe15-578c-80e7-9122b2d28e5f)
For Mathew and James Prichard and family,
with love
Table of Contents
Cover (#uf4016184-2bb1-5e65-84e4-87cb4937a07a)
Title Page (#uab1d6f97-fce0-58ea-ac48-3d23efe729c2)
Copyright (#u434b2bc9-9080-585b-9827-c9ab40738737)
Dedication (#ua6f1dc59-2b7a-5dfb-b78f-b5d157acd862)
Part One (#u2f9668da-98ea-5e58-8c4c-6e11d00906cb)
Chapter 1: A New Will (#u56154e13-c5e2-524d-8669-2bc585190545)
Chapter 2: A Surprise Reunion (#uda954b47-1eda-5a8e-9463-82c1a375ef90)
Chapter 3: A Particular Interest in Death (#u1e20ece7-5157-56de-873e-5634d6756f26)
Chapter 4: An Unexpected Admirer (#u0de728de-16d3-5bfb-ad51-99be01fbc8b5)
Chapter 5: Tears Before Dinner (#ud182c865-2991-5af5-9b2c-af77e79487df)
Chapter 6: The Announcement (#u5395e9ac-18c0-5b1d-8707-43a46a5a4236)
Chapter 7: The Reaction (#u104a8e4b-352d-5a87-98b1-69cf5bb957f3)
Chapter 8: A Stroll in the Gardens (#uf8efa0de-9930-59a7-b68f-4ecda679d3d2)
Chapter 9: King John (#u50593b85-fa2a-5495-894a-a39affb99648)
Chapter 10: Open Casket (#u9ca77de9-6d63-54db-85fc-47893fe1a748)
Chapter 11: Overheard Voices (#udf2b5024-f6d0-503f-af13-3405def671c6)
Chapter 12: Sophie Points a Finger (#uba554564-ed93-5a2a-ab25-8e47f60bf88c)
Part Two (#u52e32213-e5ed-5ede-8836-c765bffc987b)
Chapter 13: Enter the Gardaí (#u0fefeba7-077c-5014-960f-50954e0dd566)
Chapter 14: Lady Playford’s Two Lists (#uf60c1944-1cc6-5fc7-9fc8-f1c52b23133f)
Chapter 15: Seeing, Hearing and Looking (#u93a65025-491c-5e1b-be19-73e4fe6856f8)
Chapter 16: Down in the Dumps (#uee3ba0ae-33fe-574f-8b02-fef628ae2264)
Chapter 17: The Grandfather Clock (#ude75627b-e82c-5d8b-9990-cc1355ce3a94)
Chapter 18: Unrequited (#u4f333422-fd90-5264-9b37-d722afa5ed19)
Chapter 19: Two Irises (#u041fc629-cea1-5b9e-8938-e22653c654fd)
Chapter 20: Cause of Death (#ude15efda-f5d7-531d-8b4d-9d42cdea6f92)
Chapter 21: The Casket Question (#u328c2693-b4eb-5a9c-830d-8b928546acb0)
Chapter 22: In the Orangery (#u7126ffe0-c36d-5081-ad47-3992991b9bb8)
Chapter 23: The Inquest (#ub84cbd9f-4871-50f5-adf7-78ba483fc789)
Part Three (#u7df64cb0-bc2e-5272-a004-a52b8be370a9)
Chapter 24: Sophie Makes Another Accusation (#u5e234719-9b07-5f22-898b-5791c94f99ee)
Chapter 25: Shrimp Seddon and the Jealous Daughter (#ue34ce1ab-779b-5718-8681-ff8e2085e18d)
Chapter 26: Kimpton’s Definition of Knowledge (#u74cd9d44-9ddb-5632-a2a3-b1d3a2bebb3e)
Chapter 27: The Iris Story (#uc8605b19-e4e3-521d-8bd4-65f7f9b84f5a)
Chapter 28: A Possible Arrest (#ub5f372d8-612b-5e46-a8f8-6500c9e32bf7)
Chapter 29: The Grubber (#ub01d3f65-2714-5373-b95f-a439dba10700)
Chapter 30: More Than Fond (#ua9052d61-9d3c-5d05-88df-0074d0e5a0b3)
Chapter 31: Lady Playford’s Plan (#uf9054007-3594-58cf-9e27-fd3d75629d06)
Chapter 32: The Kidnapped Racehorse (#u86900901-a6c9-59c5-91f1-7dc0d09bd29c)
Chapter 33: The Two True Things (#u8d0b8bb8-daf0-5396-9f81-df7c32884102)
Chapter 34: Motive and Opportunity (#ub1604486-6e0d-5069-9927-00926ee19fb1)
Chapter 35: Everyone Could Have But Nobody Did (#u34618e04-7e35-5dfa-8140-a9aede1af97d)
Chapter 36: The Experiment (#u9a4baa1d-d9d6-5328-bf99-8ad2e500ef47)
Chapter 37: Poirot Wins Fair and Square (#u8695d42e-0cb3-5bd5-a95c-4cb86278c63b)
Epilogue (#uf7c6b648-e9dc-54aa-8456-dc1ff10c5e34)
Acknowledgements (#u12c86b58-df5a-5c71-9d03-cd7c94403724)
Also by Sophie Hannah (#uce3d05f8-569d-5b0c-95cb-fff03c03f718)
The Agatha Christie Collection (#u6f75e56a-41b7-5d2b-8cba-bb42d2d930b1)
About the Publisher (#u3f803f62-1c95-50de-989e-ba4463a3c043)
PART ONE (#u439a14ff-fe15-578c-80e7-9122b2d28e5f)
CHAPTER 1 (#u439a14ff-fe15-578c-80e7-9122b2d28e5f)
A New Will (#u439a14ff-fe15-578c-80e7-9122b2d28e5f)
Michael Gathercole stared at the closed door in front of him and tried to persuade himself that now was the moment to knock, as the aged grandfather clock in the hall downstairs stuttered its announcement of the hour.
Gathercole’s instructions had been to present himself at four, and four it was. He had stood here—in this same spot on the wide first landing of Lillieoak—many times in the past six years. Only once had he felt less at ease than he did today. On that occasion he had been one of two men waiting, not alone as he was this afternoon. He still remembered every word of his conversation with the other man, when his preference would have been to recall none of it. Applying the self-discipline upon which he relied, he cast it from his mind.
He had been warned that he would find this afternoon’s meeting difficult. The warning had formed part of the summons, which was typical of his hostess. ‘What I intend to say to you will come as a shock …’
Gathercole did not doubt it. The prior notice was no use to him, for it contained no information about what sort of preparation might be in order.
His discomfort grew more pronounced when he consulted his pocket watch and noticed that by hesitating, and with all the taking out of the watch and putting it back in the waistcoat pocket, and pulling it out once more to check, he had made himself late. It was already a minute after four o’clock. He knocked.
Only one minute late. She would notice—was there anything she did not notice?—but with any luck she would not remark upon it.
‘Do come in, Michael!’ Lady Athelinda Playford sounded as ebullient as ever. She was seventy years old, with a voice as strong and clear as a polished bell. Gathercole had never encountered her in sober spirits. There was always, with her, a cause for excitement—often such morsels as would alarm a conventional person. Lady Playford had a talent for extracting as much amusement from the inconsequential as from the controversial.
Gathercole had admired her stories of happy children solving mysteries that confounded the local police since he had first discovered them as a lonely ten-year-old in a London orphanage. Six years ago, he had met their creator for the first time and found her as disarming and unpredictable as her books. He had never expected to go far in his chosen profession, but here he was, thanks to Athelinda Playford: still a relatively young man at thirty-six, and a partner in a successful firm of solicitors, Gathercole and Rolfe. The notion that any profitable enterprise bore his name was still perplexing to Gathercole, even after a number of years.
His loyalty to Lady Playford surpassed all other attachments he had formed in his life, but personal acquaintance with his favourite author had forced him to admit to himself that he preferred shocks and startling about-turns to occur in the safely distant world of fiction, not in reality. Lady Playford, needless to say, did not share his preference.
He started to open the door.
‘Are you going to … Ah! There you are! Don’t hover. Sit, sit. We’ll get nowhere if we don’t start.’
Gathercole sat.
‘Hello, Michael.’ She smiled at him, and he had the strange sense he always had—as if her eyes had picked him up, turned him around and put him down again. ‘And now you must say, “Hello, Athie.” Go on, say it! After all this time, it ought to be a breeze. Not “Good afternoon, your ladyship”. Not “Good day, Lady Playford”. A plain, friendly “Hello, Athie”. Is that too much to manage? Ha!’ She clapped her hands together. ‘You look quite the hunted fox cub! You can’t understand why you’ve been invited to stay for a week, can you? Or why Mr Rolfe was invited too.’
Would the arrangements that Gathercole had put in place be sufficient to cover the absence of himself and Orville Rolfe? It was unheard of for them both to be away from the office for five consecutive days, but Lady Playford was the firm’s most illustrious client; no request from her could be refused.
‘I dare say you are wondering if there will be other guests, Michael. We shall come to all of that, but I’m still waiting for you to say hello.’
He had no choice. The greeting she demanded from him each time would never fall naturally from his lips. He was a man who liked to follow rules, and if there wasn’t a rule forbidding a person of his background from addressing a dowager viscountess, widow of the fifth Viscount Playford of Clonakilty, as ‘Athie’, then Gathercole fervently believed there ought to be.
It was unfortunate, therefore—he said so to himself often—that Lady Playford, for whom he would do anything, poured scorn on the rules at every turn and derided those who obeyed them as ‘dreary dry sticks’.
