Page 59 of Death on a Scottish Train

Ewan chuckled. “Thank you, Agatha Christie, we’ll keep that in mind when we’re speaking with them.”

“You joke, but I’m taking that as a compliment. She was a brilliant writer and criminologist in her own right. No one gave her enough credit.”

“She used poison for most of her deaths.”

I rolled my eyes again. “Not always. Sometimes people were shoved down the stairs. Besides, poison makes sense. It’s easily found and used. And as you pointed out on a previous case, poison being used mostly by women is a misconception.”

“True,” he said.

“So, do you have any other suspects?”

“We’re looking into some of his clients. Especially, the ones where he lost a large amount of funds with his schemes.”

“That makes sense. I spoke with one of his other clients.”

I told him about Malcolm.

“What else did he say?”

“Basically, the same thing as everyone we’ve talked to about the case. That he was quiet, until the subject of trains came up.”

Ewan nodded.

“Malcolm didn’t have enough to invest, so he wasn’t upset with him. While we haven’t found any evidence that he had a girlfriend or boyfriend, have you discounted that? I mean, he seemed to keep to himself. But maybe there was someone who shared his interest.”

“Why do you ask that?”

“I don’t know. It seems odd that he was arguing with one of the waiters from the other night. More than one person saw them arguing. Maybe, it wasn’t over money.”

He sighed. “It is possible. Though I feel certain money was the motivation here.”

“You’re probably right. I remember what you said about assuming. I have a habit of deciding early on why someone was killed, and I learn later that it had nothing to do with my early assumptions. I want to keep an open mind.”

He grinned.

“What?”

“You’re learning. Until we have evidence pointing us one way or another, it is a good idea to keep an open mind.”

“And here’s you thinking I never listen.”

He chuckled. Then just as quickly, he frowned.

I turned to see what he was looking at.

The victim’s sister was arguing with Jeremy, the partner, and she didn’t look happy.

What was that about?

Chapter Fifteen

Ewan had to take a call and walked away. I was curious about what was going on between the sister and Jacks’s partner. I headed that way. They were close to some of the food booths, so I stood there listening, but acted as though I was trying to decide what I wanted.

“You cannae tell me there is no money to be had,” she said. “You were partners.”

“I am not sure how many times you need me to say that he lost a great deal of our clients’ money,” he said. “We are still climbing out of the hole left by his bad investments. And he never invested his own funds. There is no money.”

She huffed. “Says you. But you were partners, and I know that he went over everything with you. He wasn’t the only one investing.”