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Death By Chocolate

A Sally Melsaac Mystery

I M OFTEN OFF on a Wednesday.

I Maybe there’s less crime on Wednesdays. Especially in April, in Dunfermline. Or maybe Inspector Gillen doesn’t want to be dragged off the golf course or out of the Masonic Lodge by his enthusiastic subordinate. “You’ll never get into the Masons,” he told me once, “Well, obviously, you’re a woman. But what I meant was, apart from that.” When I asked exactly what he meant, he thought hard, then decided he had to go to a meeting.

That’s why I was in when my neighbour Jackie MacMahon called. She was looking around furtively when I answered the door, and rushed in immediately. Didn’t she want to be seen on my doorstep? Her hair was a bit windblown -I could see the grey at the roots. That could have been the walk to the door, or she could have been standing there a while debating whether to ring the bell.

I ushered her to a chair at the kitchen table. While I made the coffee she fidgeted, and stared out of the window.

“Are you looking for someone?” I asked, as I brought the coffee in.

“No, no, Sally, it’s just that this is a bit, er, confidential. I wasn’t sure whether I should tell you. But I mean, well, you being a policewoman …”

“Police officer,” I corrected.

“Yes, yes, of course, well, you see, I think she’s trying to kill him.”

“OK Jackie, I think you’d better start at the beginning.”

She took a minute or two to compose herself. “Yes, of course. It’s my brother-in-law, I mean my husband’s older brother, Walter, Walter MacMahon.

He’s two years older than David, so he’ll be 55 now. Well, four years ago he got married. It was a real surprise, we all thought he was a confirmed bachelor.”

“He hadn’t been married before?”

“No. It’s not that he’s not interested in women. But he’s quite shy, and a bit of a workaholic. He runs a financial consultancy, advising people how to avoid paying tax, you know, setting up dummy companies in the Cayman Islands, Swiss bank accounts, that sort of thing.”

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