Stuart Woods_Stone Barrington 12 Read Online Free PDF Page A

residence now, using his scrambled phone and his computer. I want to use my own access card in the computer. Thank you.” Lance hung up. “It’ll be a few minutes while the necessary checks and setup are done.”
    â€œLet’s lock up this room, then; the trooper will be here soon, and I doubt if you want him looking in here.” He locked the room, and they sat down to wait.
    â€œThis is a beautiful house, Stone,” Holly said. “You’re lucky to have it.”
    â€œI haven’t gotten used to the idea yet,” Stone replied. “It’s all very strange. Most of my mother’s and father’s families haven’t spoken to them since long before I was born, and yet I’ve inherited two houses from my mother’s side of the family. The Turtle Bay town house came from my great aunt, who took an interest in me. She also gave my father his first large commission: the cabinetwork and much of the furniture for the house. And now there’s this place. The strange thing is, if I’d built it myself it would be exactly as it is. The whole thing is spooky.”
    The doorbell rang, and Mabel answered it. A moment later, she showed a uniformed sergeant of the Maine State Police into the study. Stone introduced himself and the others.
    â€œWhat can I do for you, Mr. Barrington?”
    â€œI am Richard Stone’s first cousin, his attorney, and the executor of his will. I’d like to know as much as possible about the circumstances of his death.”
    â€œThe local constable called my office in Belfast two days ago and said that the caretaker here had found the owner and his wife and daughter dead in the house, apparently shot. I and a crime-scene investigator choppered over here, and when we got to the house we found the wife and daughter in the same bed upstairs with two bullets in each of their heads. We found Mr. Stone’s body at the desk with a wound to the head and a small pistol in his hand.
    â€œWe fingerprinted the corpses and had them removed to the Belfast morgue for postmortem examination. We dusted the study and the upstairs bedroom and found only the fingerprints of the occupants and the housekeeper. There were no fingerprints of any other person in the house. The place was locked, and there was no sign of an intruder.
    â€œIn the absence of any evidence to the contrary, I judged the circumstances to be murder-suicide, possibly while the mind of the perpetrator was disturbed. I removed the weapon to our offices for ballistic comparison with the bullets removed from the bodies.”
    â€œI notice that the bullet that killed Mr. Stone passed through his head and lodged in the desk.”
    â€œYes, we were able to extricate that. It will be of less use than the ones removed from the two women, but I think that my preliminary conclusion will be confirmed: that the weapon in Mr. Stone’s hand was both the murder and suicide weapon.”
    â€œDid you investigate Mr. Stone’s state of mind?”
    â€œI interviewed the caretaker and his wife, and they maintained that he seemed normal at dinner the night before.”
    â€œDid you determine the time of death?”
    â€œThe medical examiner has put it somewhere between midnight and four A . M . By the way, an inquest will be held tomorrow at eleven A . M . in the Belfast courthouse. You’re welcome to attend, if you like.”
    â€œThank you. What will be your recommendation at the inquest?”
    â€œDeath by murder and suicide.”
    â€œI should tell you that our investigations”—Stone indicated the other people in the room—“have determined that Richard Stone was of sound mind and cheerful disposition and that he was excited and happy about his appointment to a new, high position by his employers.”
    â€œAnd you consider yourselves investigators?” the sergeant asked.
    â€œA reasonable question. I am a retired officer of the New York