Never met a case I couldn’t crack. Until a dame called Ruby Rose and her dead husbands, 9 to be exact. Sweet gal, like a cookie filled with arsenic.
Meet me at Ruby’s dressing room. If we get in when the show starts, we’ll have an hour before she comes back at the interval and closes the curtains on us!
This could be our only chance to catch the culprit red-handed. Or should I say ruby-red-handed?
Yours regretfully,
Sam Highwater, P.I.
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