By Agatha Christie
First, there have been ten - a curious collection of strangers summoned as weekend site visitors to a personal island off the coast of Devon. Their host, an eccentric millionaire unknown to them all, is nowhere to be discovered. All that the site visitors have in universal is a depraved prior they're unwilling to bare - and a mystery that might seal their destiny. for every hsa been marked for homicide. one after the other they fall prey. sooner than the weekend is out, there'll be none. And basically the useless are above suspicion
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He didn't or couldn't do it. I saw the truck two blocks away when we got to Franklin. We had it in sight to Vine and across Vine and all the way to Western. We saw it twice after Western. There was a lot of traffic and the fresh-faced kid tailed from too far back. I was telling him about that without mincing words when the truck, now far ahead, turned north again. The street at which it turned was called Brittany Place. When we got to Brittany Place the truck had vanished. The fresh-faced kid made comforting sounds at me through the panel and we went up the hill at four miles an hour looking for the truck behind bushes.
The back of the photo was blank. I put it back in the envelope. " I asked. "Five thousand—for the negative and the rest of the prints. " "There's nothing in the scandal sheet angle. Juries convict without leaving the box on that stuff nowadays. " She stared at me, a little puzzled. "There is. " "Better," I said. " "She's at home. She was sick last night. " "No. I was out, but the servants say she wasn't. I was down at Las Olindas, playing roulette at Eddie Mars' Cypress Club. " "So you like roulette.
Lives at the Hobart Arms on Franklin. Private license, deputy's badge and all. " He slipped the wallet back in my pocket, slapped my face lightly and turned away. "Beat it," Eddie Mars said. The two gunmen went out again and closed the door. There was the sound of them getting back into the car. They started its motor and kept it idling once more. "All right. Talk," Eddie Mars snapped. The peaks of his eyebrows made sharp angles against his forehead. "I'm not ready to give out. Killing Geiger to grab his racket would be a dumb trick and I'm not sure it happened that way, assuming he has been killed.
And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie