A Certain Justice (Adam Dalgliesh Mysteries 10) by P. D. James

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By P. D. James

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When exotic legal attorney Venetia Aldridge defends a tender guy for the brutal homicide of his mom, she perspectives the case as easily one other chance to illustrate her brilliance within the court. yet inside weeks of the trial Aldridge is located useless at her table, a bloodstained barrister’s wig on her head. And as Commander Adam Dalgliesh of Scotland backyard makes an attempt to make feel of occasions, the murders proceed, inexorably spiraling into clean complexities of horror.

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Carpenter and Mrs. Watson, the cleaners, arriving at half past eight at night, were usually the last people in Chambers. Both were scrupulous in ensuring that the alarm was set before they left at ten o’clock. He cast his eye critically over the reception room, which was also a waiting area. Valerie Caldwell’s word processor under its cover was precisely placed in the middle of her desk. The two-seater sofa, the two armchairs and the two upright chairs for visitors were in place, the magazines on the table neatly arranged on the highly polished mahogany.

It was ice-cold. Surely even dead flesh couldn’t be as cold as this. The touch, gentle as it had been, dislodged a globule of blood from the wig. He watched, horrified, as it rolled in slow spurts over the dead cheek to tremble on the edge of her chin. He moaned in terror. He thought: Oh God, she’s cold, she’s dead cold, but the blood is still tacky! Instinctively he clutched at the chair for support and to his horror it swung slowly round until she was facing the door, her feet dragging on the carpet.

Going down in the lift, she put Piers in the picture. He said: “So we’re to work with those giants from the City. God knows where they recruit their sixfooters. Probably breed them. ” “Senior barrister murdered, judge and his wife living upstairs, sacred precincts of the Middle Temple. ” Piers said: “Not exactly your usual suspects. Add to which the Head of Chambers probably knows the Commissioner. It’ll be pleasant for AD. Between grilling members of the Bar he’ll be able to contemplate the thirteenth-century effigies in the Round Church.

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