The King is Dead

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Genres: Fiction
The corridors were deserted.
‘They’re probably at the Home Office,’ said the Inspector.
‘No,’ said Ellery, ‘no. If anything’s happened, it took place here!’ They pushed open the door and went in. There were no flunkies about. Everything was in disorder.
‘Max?’ roared the Inspector.
Ellery was already racing toward King Bendigo’s private suite. When the Inspector caught up with him he was at the doorway to a great bedchamber, looking in.
‘Isn’t Max —’ began the Inspector.
Then he stopped.
King Bendigo was lying neatly on his bed, his head on the bolster and his open eyes staring up at the canopy.
There was no sign of Max.
The master of Bendigo Island was dressed as they had last seen him, with still-damp slacks and soaked sports shoes, his torso naked. Three trails of blood snaked diagonally down the right side of his face. They led from a hole in his right temple. The hole looked burned; around it the flesh was tattooed with powder.
A revolver with a nickel finish was gripped in the r
...ight hand, which lay on the bed parallel with the body.MoreLess
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