Angela Everett's story

'I don't like this room,' Miss Everett said as she came in. 'Mick died in here. Only two hours ago — Mick died in here. Why do you use this room?'

'I have my reasons,' К said. 'Sit down, Miss Everett. Can I offer you a drink?'

'Yes, please. I'd like a very large whisky and a lot of ice, please.'

К went to the fridge.

She opened it, then she opened the freezer and took out the ice-tray. She put some ice in Miss Everett's drink and then put the ice-tray back in the freezer. К looked into the freezer, then she looked at Miss Everett.

'Why are you looking at me like that?' Miss Everett asked
suddenly.

'Colonel Fawcett calls you "a pretty little thing". Are you?' К asked.

'Are you?' Miss Everett asked. She spoke coldly, too.

'I'm asking the questions,' К answered. 'Here's your drink.'

'Thanks.'

'Sir Michael loved you.'

'Of course he did. Didn't she tell you?'

'She?'

'That woman. His wife. She didn't love him. She had fights with him. All the time. She had fights with my Mick.'

'Mick?'

'Yes, he was "Mick" to me. "Mike" to her. "Michael" to other people. My Mick loved me. She always shouted at him. So he came to me. She gave him hate. I gave him love.'

'You really loved him?'

'Of course. I loved him deeply. And she knew it. I hate her. I hate that woman,' Miss Everett shouted. 'She hated my Mick. That's why I hate her. She murdered him. I know it. I know it.'

'Sir Michael was fifty-five. And you are twenty-five.'

'What are you suggesting?' Miss Everett asked. 'Don't you know any nice men of fifty-five? Mick was nice. Really nice.'

'And rich,' К said. 'He left a lot of money to you, in his will.'

'I'm asking the questions. You're here to answer them,' К said. 'Didn't you know about the money?'

'Yes,' Miss Everett answered.

'How much did he leave you?'

'I don't know.'

'You know very well. Tell me,' К said.

'Mick changed his will two weeks ago. He left a lot of money to her, of course. She doesn't need money. She's rich. But he left £100,000 to me. He told me about it.'

'Sir Michael's death is a good thing for you, isn't it?'

'Good for me? What are you suggesting? I loved him. Don't you understand?'

'Oh, I understand, but perhaps you're rich now. Perhaps you have £100,000.'

'Are you jealous?' Miss Everett asked K. 'Listen, policewoman, I love money. That's true. But I loved Mick. Do you hear? I loved Mick. Why did the police send a woman detectives? Miss E veren. asked.

'Why don't you ask them?' К answered.

'You're pretty,' Miss Everett said. 'My Mick liked pretty women. His wife was a pretty woman years ago, but she isn't now.'

'I must tell her that,' К said.

'Yes.Tell her. Please tell her I said so!'

'You often went to the study with Sir Michael after dinner.'

'Yes.We worked together.We usually went to the study at 9.00. I had a whisky with Mick. Then we worked. The housekeeper usually brought us a cup of coffee at 9.30.1 worked until 11.00, then I went home.'

'But you didn't go to Sir Michael's study tonight?'

'No, I didn't. It's strange.'

'Strange?'

'Yes, Mick didn't want me to go. He wanted to be alone.'

'Tell me about it.'

'And where were you tonight — at the time of the murder?'

'In the garden.'

'Where, in the garden?'

'Outside Mick's study.'

'Why?'

'I wanted to walk. It's a cold night but it's fine. I needed air. Mick was in his study. I wanted to be with him and I was alone. I didn't want to stay in the house.'

'You were afraid,' К said.

'Afraid? Why?'

'Perhaps Sir Michael wanted to change his will again.You were afraid of that. You didn't want that, did you?'

'That's not true. I only wanted to be with him. It wasn't the money.'

'You want to be a rich woman.'

'Quiet!' Miss Everett shouted. 'I'm pretty and you hate me. You like her. Well, listen. I didn't do it. I didn't do it!' Miss Everett ran out of the room.

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