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120_minutenTeam: Mond
Challenge: Genre + Challenge Krimi/Thriller/Erbschleicherei von 2017
Fandom: Julian Lynes and Ned Mathey
Zusammenfassung: Ned und Miss Frost diskutieren den Fall
Wörter: ~750
Rating: PG 12
Charaktere: Ned Mathey, Miss Frost
Once they had ordered Miss Frost looked at him expectantly.
“So tell me all about this mysterious case. Are we actually talking about Hyde from Hyde and Lewis?” After a short pause, she added: “Well, formerly Hyde and Lewis.”
“That’s the one,” Ned confirmed.
“When was that? Ten years ago?”
“Eight,” Ned corrected. “Did you follow the trial?”
“It was of course seen as an inappropriate topic for delicate young ladies but that didn’t stop us from…acquiring all the papers and reading about it. After all, everybody was talking about it.”
Ned decided not to question why school-mistresses considered the topic of fraud unsuitable for ladies. Or remark on the suggestion that Miss Frost was delicate.
“Did you have an opinion on it?”
Miss Frost smiled. “Who hadn’t?”
Before she could elaborate their food was served. The sight of the pie made Ned realise how hungry he was. But before he had even touched the pie with his fork a crack showed up in the lid and part of the filling spilled out.
Miss Frost grinned. “Seems their kitchen metaphysician is having a bad day.”
When she saw his confused stare she added: “You really were never taught any kitchen magic?”
“I can heat things up,” Ned protested, felling suddenly defensive. He also had the distinct impression that Miss Frost suppresses an eyeroll.
“It’s a quite common spell to save ruined food. Provided the circumstances are right. It has to have had the right shape at one point. Like this pie lid. It was whole at one point but somebody probably put a bit too much filling in it and it cracked. So somebody used Remember Your Shape.”
He considered the metaphysics behind it. “That’s…amazing. It doesn’t really fix it…not in the same way a spell to repair something broken would…”
“…because that would be far to complicated and require much more energy. And it’s not permanent but that usually doesn’t matter because it gets eaten quickly anyway. But sometimes…” she gestured at Ned’s plate. He had already started with his pie, to hungry to care much for optics.
“So what does it work for? Only things that are broken?”
“Basically. Unfortunately, it doesn’t work with something that’s burnt.” Her sigh suggested that she had tried this. Possibly more than once. “It doesn’t work with unrisen dough, either. Or anything that never looked like it was supposed to.”
Ned made a mental note to discuss metaphysics with Miss Frost more often but right now other topics were more important.
“I do want to continue this conversation at some point but unfortunately we have business to discuss. What did you think about the case back then?”
“Well we all found it strange that Lewis would have sold his share of the company for so little but the contract was investigated and no signs of forgery discovered so…most thought Hyde was right and Lewis’ son was wrong.”
“But you were less convinced?”
Miss Frost shrugged. “It seemed so wrong back then. Instead of leaving his son the share of a successful company that would secure his income for the rest of his life, he sells it to his partner for a ridiculous low price that barely covers the son’s living costs of a few years.”
“Hyde had claimed Lewis thought his son was unfit for the position and would have only ruined the firm.”
“Even then he could have sold it for more.”
They ate in silence for a while. Then Miss Frost talked again.
“So Hatton thinks Lewis’ son is behind it? As revenge? Eight years later?”
“He doesn’t exclude the possibility. But exactly the eight year gap makes him doubtful as well. That’s a long time to be angry.”
“Well, he has a lot to be angry about.”
Ned conceded the point. “But as long as we can’t figure out how it was done we will have a hard time pinning it on anybody.”
“Doesn’t Hyde have a son as well? He would have a motive. And if there’s a way to get in and out of the room he would know it.”
“He would. If he wasn’t disinherited and forbidden from entering his father’s house.”
Miss Frost’s brow arched. “Oh.”
“An unsuitable relationship. And then he married her. At least that’s what the butler told us.”
“So who is getting the money?”
“His last living relative: his nephew.” Before Miss Frost could say anything he added. “Who lives in Canada. As far as we know. Hatton is trying to find out where exactly he lives and if he has really been there at the time of the murder.”
“Hm.” Miss Frost said and Ned had nothing to add.
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