An Unsuitable Job for a Woman (Cordelia Gray Mysteries, No. 1)

By P.D. James

An wrong activity for a Woman introduces bestselling secret writer P.D. James’s brave yet susceptible younger detective, Cordelia grey, in a “top-rated puzzle of peril that holds you the entire manner” (The ny Times).

Handsome Cambridge dropout Mark Callender died striking through the neck with a faint hint of lipstick on his mouth. whilst the respectable verdict is suicide, his filthy rich father hires fledgling inner most investigator Cordelia grey to determine what led him to self-destruction. What she discovers in its place is a twisting path of secrets and techniques and sins, and the robust smell of homicide.

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This physique, whereas it breathed, were extra vital than others. It wasn’t very important now, however it may possibly nonetheless make difficulty for them. they'd be that rather more meticulous, that rather more tactful. however it was once nonetheless just a case. Cordelia sat on my own and waited. She used to be abruptly conquer with tiredness. She longed for not anything yet to place down her head at the corridor desk and sleep. She used to be rarely conscious of pass over Leaming passing in the course of the corridor on her method to the drawing room, of the tall officer chatting with her as they handed. Neither took any discover of the small determine in its large woollen jersey, sitting opposed to the wall. Cordelia willed herself to stick wakeful. She knew what she needed to say; it used to be all transparent sufficient in her brain. If simply they might come to query her and permit her sleep. It wasn’t till the photographer and the print guy had entire their paintings that one of many senior officials got here out to her. She was once by no means afterwards capable of bear in mind his face yet she remembered his voice, a cautious, unemphatic voice from which each tinge of emotion were excluded. He held out the gun in the direction of her. It was once resting on his open palm, secure by means of a handkerchief from the illness of his hand. “Do you know this weapon, leave out grey? ” Cordelia concept it abnormal that he may still use the be aware weapon. Why not only say gun? “I imagine so. i feel it has to be mine. ” “You aren’t definite? ” “It has to be mine, until Sir Ronald owned one of many related make. He took it from me whilst I first got here right here 4 or 5 days in the past. He promised to enable me have it again while I referred to as the next day morning for my pay. ” “So this is often purely the second one time you’ve been during this apartment? ” “Yes. ” “Have you ever met Sir Ronald Callender or leave out Leaming sooner than? ” “No. no longer until eventually Sir Ronald despatched for me to adopt this example. ” He went away. Cordelia rested her head again opposed to the wall and took brief snatches of sleep. one other officer got here. This time he had a uniformed guy with him, taking notes. there have been extra questions. Cordelia instructed her ready tale. They wrote it down with out remark and went away. She should have dozed. She woke up to discover a tall, uniformed officer status over her. He stated: “Miss Leaming is making tea within the kitchen, omit. might be you need to provide her a hand. It’s anything to do, isn’t it? ” Cordelia idea: “They’re going to remove the physique. ” She acknowledged: “I don’t understand the place the kitchen is. ” She observed his eyes flicker. “Oh, don’t you, leave out? You’re a stranger right here, are you? good, it’s this manner. ” The kitchen used to be in the back of the home. It smelt of spice, oil and tomato sauce, bringing again thoughts of nutrients in Italy along with her father. leave out Leaming used to be taking down cups from an enormous cloth wardrobe. an electrical kettle was once already hissing steam. The police officer stayed. in order that they weren’t to be left on my own. Cordelia acknowledged: “Can I support? ” leave out Leaming didn't examine her. “There are a few biscuits in that tin. you could placed them out on a tray. The milk is within the refrigerator. ” Cordelia moved like an automaton. The milk bottle was once an icy column in her palms, the biscuit tin lid resisted her drained hands and he or she broke a nail prising it off.

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