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CrackingtheCaseoftheRomanTragedy
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Originalidea:Evakuchen
Organizers:Alice,Evakuchen,No-FeetMcGee
Structureplanning:Alice,Madmahogany,No-FeetMcGee,Sam,Sam-Testings,ScottStrosahl,
Shiny,Vikas
First-roundtesters:Alice,DarkTribble,JamesDanielPeter(MaverickJd),Madmahogany,
No-FeetMcGee,SciFiFan,Shiny,Vikas,Zyotre
Second-roundtesters:Bakpao,Yosh(rand_yosh314)
Story:Alice,No-FeetMcGee
Graphics:Alice
Formatting:No-FeetMcGee
Settersarecreditedoneachindividualpuzzle.
Act1:TheQueenisDead
YouhavebeencalledtotheCaliforniaestateofClaudeMarksim,theeccentricheirtothe
MarksimMotorsfortune,toinvestigatethedeathofhisyoungwifeAnastasia.Uponyourarrival,
youareledbythefamily’sbutlerJarvistothesceneofthecrime.Youfindyourselfintheback
gardensoftheestate,surroundedbyornamentalbirdcagesinvariouscolors.Thisiswhere
Anastasia’sbodywasapparentlydiscovered,butthebodyhassincemysteriouslydisappeared,
leavingbehindonlyafewdropletsofbloodonthestonepath,andahumanoidimpressioninthe
bedoftulips.
Anastasiais—orw as—anoff-BroadwayShakespeareanactresswhohitherbigbreak(andmet
herfuturehusbandintheaudience!)withthetitleroleinA
ntonyandCleopatra.Becauseofthis,
andherreputationasahard-to-pleasediva,she’searnedthelocalnickname“DramaQueen”.
Youmusethatwhoeverisatthecentero
fallthismustbe“a
nti-Queen”.
Act1Puzzle
ByAlice,withhelpfromSciFiFan
Normalsudokurulesapply.Digitsincagesmustsumtothenumberatthetop-leftofthecage.
Digitsmaynotrepeatwithincages.Eachmarkeddiagonalcontainsnorepeateddigits.T hedigit
inthecenterofthegridfollowsanti-queenrules:notwoinstancesofthatdigitmaybeachess
queen'smoveapart.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/rT3Fj8btmP
Act2:RisingtotheOccasion
Afterexaminingthescenethoroughly,youstartquestioningDr.BasilBrown,themanwhocalled
youtotheestate.
“Iapologizefortheinconvenience,”hebegins,wipingsweatfromhisbrow.“Claudeisaprivate
man,andI’mhopingwecanwrapthisupdiscreetlybeforeneedingtoinvolvethepolice.Or,at
least,findpoorAnastasia’sbody…Ifeelsuchafoolcallinginamurderwithoutthemurder
victim.”
“Isee,”youreply.“So,tellmeaboutthat.”
“Well,Iwasjustheadingtomycarwhenthetwins—Claude’schildren,youknow—ranuptome
sayingtheyhadfoundtheirstepmotheranditwasanemergency.Iwenttocheckitoutand,
sureenough,therewasherbodylyingface-downintheflowerbed,withawoundinthebackof
herhead.OnceItookhervitalsandrealizedshewasdead,Iledthechildreninsideandcalled
you—butwhenIwentbackoutafewminuteslater,Anastasiawasgone!”
Youaskthedoctortodescribethewound:“Itwasalonggashbutdidn’tseemverydeep.Ithink
shemust’vebeenhitwithsomesortofbluntobject,ormaybeevensomethingslightlysharp.I
guessit’sevenpossibleitwasagunshotwound,iftheshotonlygrazedher.”Atyour
disbelievingexpression,hecrosseshisarms.“Look,Idon’tknow,I’mafamilypractitioner!I’m
notexactlyanexpertinthisstuff.”
“So,onthatpoint,whatwereyoudoingatthehouseanyway?”
“Iwasinthearea,andClaudecalledmetocomplainofastrainedshoulder,soIcametotakea
look.Inormallydon’tmakehousecalls,butClaudeisoneofmyoldest—andrichest—clients,so
Imadeanexception.Tobehonest,Ican’taffordtolosehisbusiness.”Thedoctorsighs.
“Besides,Idoalwayscarryafewbasicsupplies—thermometers,bandages,andthelike—with
me,justincase.”Hegesturestoaheavyblackhandbagathisside.“Igavehimsomerhus
toxicodendron—that’sanaturalpainkiller—andwenttoleave,whenIwasinterruptedbythe
children,asIsaid.”
“Understood.”Youjotthistestimonydowninyournotebook.“Lastquestion—doyouknowof
anyenemiesMrs.Marksimmayhavehad?”
Thedoctorsnorts.“Well,let’sjustsayshewasn’ttheeasiestpersontoworkwith.Idoubt
anyonebutClaudewouldhaveonlyfondmemories.Shewouldn’ttolerateevenonepieceof
foodbeingoutofplaceonherplate,oronewordbeingmisquotedfromoneofherplays.I
myselfcan’tsayIevercaredforhermuch.Buttokillher?Thatdoesseemlikeastretch.”
Act2Puzzle
BySciFiFan,withhelpfromDarkTribbleandAlice
Normalsudokurulesapply.Digitsalongathermometermustincreasestartingatthebulbend.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/G4fp4rbMFf
Act3:ClaudiusXV
Next,youspeaktoClaude,togethisinterviewoverwithandallowhimtogrieve.
“HaveyouandAnastasiahadanyfightsrecently?”
Heglaresatyouthrougheyesredfromcrying.“No,andIdon’tcarefortheinsinuation.Iknow
it’sunorthodoxforawidowerofmyagetotakeawomanasyoungasherasawife,andI’m
suremanypeoplemustassumesheonlymarriedmeformymoney.ButIassureyou,AnaandI
aretruly,deeplyinlove.”Hepauses.“Or,w
ereinlove.”Heburieshisheadinhishandsand
beginssilentlysobbing.
Youdecidetopursueadifferentlineofquestioning,hopinghe’llrespondbetter.“Dr.Brown
mentionedyouhadcalledhimwithashoulderinjury.Couldyoutellmeaboutthat?”
Hewipeshiseyesandnodstowardsabronzestatueofasoldierplacedonanearbyendtable.
“Asyoucanprobablysee,I’manavidcollectorofRomanantiques.Infact,it’sabitofafamily
tradition,goingbackatleastfifteengenerations.Yousee,wecantraceourancestryalltheway
backtothegreatEmperorAugustushimself.Mindyou,wea reloyalAmericans;despitemy
regardfortheancientemperors,Iamstillverymucha nti-king.It’stoomuchresponsibilityfor
onemantohavehangingoverhishead—heavyliesthecrown,asIalwayssaytoAna.”As
Claudedescribeshispassions,hebecomesvisiblymoreanimated.“Anyway,Iwastryingto
moveaheavyterrasigillatavaseinoneoftheupstairshallwaystotheoppositewall,andI
must’velifteditpoorly.Thisoldbodyisn’twhatitusedtobe.”
Youcontinueonthistrack,sinceitatleasthashimtalking.“SoyoucalledDr.Brown?”
“Oh,yes.”Heleansbackinhisseat.“BasilandIgowayback;Iconsiderhimanoldfriend.
WhichiswhyI’dnevergetridofhim,nomatterwhatAnasays…shedoesn’tbelievein
homeopathy,yousee,andwasalwaystellingmepoorBasilwasaquack.Especiallytheselast
fewweeks.”Hiseyesharden.“Butthatwasallinafriendlyway,mindyou.AsIsaid,wealmost
neverargued.Don’tgetthewrongidea.”
“Right.”
“Anyway,hegavemesomepillsforthepainandthenwentonhisway.It’sfunny,really;they’re
thesameoneshegaveAnaafewweeksagoforherbadbackandshesaidtheydidn’thelpat
all,butI’malreadyfeelingbetter.”
“Okay.Finalquestion—doyouknowanyonewhomighthavehaditoutforyourwife?”
“Ah,no…”Hedrawsinadeepbreath.“OnlyGiovanni,Isuppose,buthe’salreadylockedup.
Shewassosweet,Ihavenoideawhowould…who…”Hebreaksintoafull-outbawl.
“Alright,”yousay,seeingthatyouwon’tgetanymoreoutofhimrightnow.“Thankyouforyour
time,Mr.Marksim.”However,asyoubegintoleave,hegrabsyourhandandpullsarevolverout
ofhispocket.Youstartlebackinfear,butheturnsitaroundtohandthebutttoyou.
Hemanagestospeakafewwordsthroughthetears.“You—probablywanttoseethis.I’vekept
itsince—since—therobbery.ButonlyJarvisandIknowwhereit’skept,yousee.Idon’tknowif
itwill—ifitcouldhelpwith…butIdidn’twanttohideitfromyou.”
Youtakethegunandobservethatitschambersareallempty.“Thankyou,Mr.Marksim.”He
continuestoweepasyougentlystashthisevidenceawayinyourovercoat.
Act3Puzzle
ByJamesDanielPeter(MaverickJd)
Normalsudokurulesapply.Cellsthatareachessking'smoveapartcannotcontainthesame
digit.DigitsseparatedbyanXsumto10,anddigitsseparatedbyaVsumto5.AllpossibleX’s
andV’saregiven.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/Qg8946Nb7d
Act4:HideandSeek
Youturnyourinvestigationnowtothetwochildrenofthehouse,thetwinsDerekandEric,since
theyweretheonestofirstdiscoverthebody.Thekidsshiftconflictedlyintheirseats,obviously
upsetovertheirstepmother’sdeathbutalsoclearlyexcitedtobeinthepresenceofareal
detective.
“Iknowthismustallbeveryhardforyoutwo,”youbegingently,“butIdoneedyoutodescribe
exactlywhathappenedthisafternoon,please.”
EricglancesatDerek,seeminglygaininghisnonverbalpermissiontospeakfirst.“Wewere
playinghide-and-seekinthegardensbeforedinner.Mr.Jhadletusoutoflessonsearlysowe
weregonnasettleabetwehadwithEmmaH.atschool.AndIw
aswinning—”
Derekcutshimoff,glaring.“Itwasatie!”BeforeEriccanprotest,Derekpresseson:“Anyway,
wesuddenlyheardAnascreamsowerantoseewhatwasgoingon.Andshewas—there…
just…”Hisvoicefalters.
“Itwasjustlikeadetectivebook,”saysEricinaquietvoice.Heleansinconfidentially.“Dadand
Anasaythey’retooscaryforus,butMr.Jletsusreadtheminsecret.Iguesstheyarekinda
scary,butthedetectivealwaysfiguresitoutintheend.”Helooksupatyouwithapleainhis
eyes.
“I’llcertainlydomybest,”youreply.“Now,youmentionedaMr.J—”
“I’mn
otscaredofthosebooks,”interruptsDerekdefensively,crossinghisarms.Hisbrother
whackshimwithasofacushion.“Youaretoo!AfterthatlastMissMarblestory—”
“You’retheonewhokeepsthenightlighton!”Thetwinsscufflewitheachother,untilyouclear
yourthroatloudly.Theypausealmostcomically,andreturntotheirseatswithsheepish
expressions.
“Mr.Jisourbutler,”saysEric.“Andheteachesusstufftheydon’tteachinschool,likeLatinand
music’n’stuff.’Cepthe’sthebestteachere vercuzhedoesn’tyellandletsyouchewgumand
stuff.”
“Andsometimesletsyououtearly,”pipesupDerek.
“Isee.AndwhatdoyouthinkofAnastasia?”
Thetwinsgiveeachotherameaningfulglance.“DadkeepstryingtogetustocallherMom,”
saysEricslowly.“Butourrealmom--died--afewyearsago,andAnaisreallyjustthe
replacement.”
“She’salright,Iguess,”continuesDerek,“butsheain’to
urmom.”Hepointstoaframed
photographonthewall,whichshowsaslightlyyoungerClaudeandawomaninahospitalgown
standingproudlyoveralineofbassinetsinawell-litroom.“Look!That’sMomandDadatthe
hospital.Therearen
ineboxesb utyoucanseetwoof’emareexactlythesame,andthat’sus.”
Bothchildrenstarelonginglyatthephoto.“MaybenowthatAna’sgone,”saysEricsomberly,
“Dadwon’tgetanotherreplacement.’Speciallynotonewho’ssobossyallthetime.”
“Children!”callsastatelyvoicefromtheentryway.YouturntoseeJarvisbeckoningtowardsthe
twins.“Comepreparefordinnernow.”
“Okay,Mr.J!”Theyscamperoff,andyouletthemgo.
“Won’tyoujoinus,inspector?”thebutlerasks.
“No,thankyou,IatebeforeIcame.”Yousmileathim.“Butcouldyousendthegardenertome?
I’dliketohaveafewwordswithher.”
Act4Puzzle
ByScottStrosahl
Normalsudokurulesapply.Exactlytwoofthe3x3boxesareidenticalclones.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/2MtptTjj64
Act5:TwistsandThorns
Sincethebodywasfoundinthegardens,youfigurethegardenerisagoodplacetostartyour
interrogationofthehouseholdservants.FionaisaroundthesameageasClaude,andhas
grassstainsalloverherlime-greenfrock.
“Allright,canwejustgetthisoverwith?”sheaskssullenly,throwingherselfdownintoan
armchair.“I’mmissingmydinnerforthis,youknow.”
“Iapologizefortheinconvenience,Mrs.Fielding,butyoumustunderstandthatapersonhas
died.”
“Isuppose.”Shesighs.“Withthatbigheadofhers,neverwouldathoughtshehaditinher.”
Youcrossyourlegsinquisitively.“Whatdoyoumean?Youbelieveitwassuicide?”
Sheshrugs.“Mustbe.Whoelsewouldadoneit?Look,inspector,itain’tnosecretthatalotof
usnevermuchcaredforLadyAnastasia,butthatain’tnoreasontogoaroundkillin’people.”
“Soyoudislikedher.Why?”
“Well,youhatetospeakillofthedead,but...shewasabitofahandful,wasn’tshe?Getsafew
partsonBroadwayandmarriesintomoney,andthinksthatmakeshersomesortaroyalty.
Alwaysorderingusabout:‘replacethatchair’,‘paintthisgreen’,andsoon.”Fionasighsagain.
“Now,IunderstandClaudewantingtoremarryafterthefirstMrs.Marksimdied.Afterall,I’ma
widowmyself,but,er…”Sheblushes.“GuessIcan’tsayI’vekepttotallycleansincemy
husbandpassedaway.ButIdon’tknoww hatClaudesawinLadyAnastasiaforabride.”
“Isee.”Youmarkdownafewnotes.“Sotellmeaboutthegardenwhereshewasfound.Isawit
hadabeautifuldisplayofbirdcages.”
Fionasmilesruefully.“Yes,Ilikedthatdisplay,withthebirdbathandall.AlthoughLady
Anastasiainsistedontulips,whenroseswouldaworkedmuchbetter.HonestlyIdon’tthinkshe
reallycared,shejustwantedtoannoyme.Shewasalwaysdoingthingslikethat.”Fiona’s
expressionquicklyturnsdour.“Wouldn’tbesurprisedifshekilledherselfinthegardenjusttotry
toframeme.”
Yougruntnoncommittedly.“So,wherewereyouatthetimeofMrs.Marksim’sdeath?”
“Oh,IwasaroundtheEastwing,inthetoolshedontheothersideoftheoldouthouse,which
is—”Shesighsinexasperation.“Look,couldIseeyourpenandnotebook?It’llbemucheasier
ifIjustdrawitforyou.”
Youtearoutapagefromyournotebookandreluctantlyhanditandyourpenciltoher.She
makesaquicksketchofthemanorgrounds.“Okay,solookhere.Idividetheestateinto
different‘regions’withthedécor.LadyAnastasiawashere,inregion4ofthegardens,withthe
birdcagesandtulips.Overhereyoucanseeregion3isahedgemaze,wherethekiddiesliketo
play,andregion5hasthenicelittlepond.T heyellowareasareallonedisconnectedregion,
region9,whichisalltheplacesIhaven’tfinishedyet.Iwasoverhere,inregion7,gettingsome
suppliesfromthisshedhere;it’swhereIkeephoes,trowels,thatsortofthing.
“LadyAnastasiatoldmethismorningthatshe’sdeathlyallergictopoisonivy,evenintiny
amounts,butistooembarrassedtotellanyone.Imagine!Soshewantedmetomakesurethere
wasnopoisonivyanywhereonthegrounds.ItoldherIwouldn’tletaweedlikethatlivepasta
day,butsheinsistedIdouble-check.Sothat’swhatIwasdoing,anotherpointlesschorefor
LadyAnastasia.IfiguredI’dstartinregion2--”
“Allright,”yousay,hopingtoconcludethisinterviewbeforeyou’resubjectedtoadescriptionof
allfourotherregionsofthegarden.“SowhoaretherestofthestaffthatIshouldbetalkingto?”
“Oh,wellthere’sme,Jarvisthebutler,Horatiathecook…andGusisthechauffeur,eversince
Gioleft.Oh,andIsupposeIsaac’shereatnightsnow,too.I’llgetGusforyou.”Fionashuffles
off,grumbling,“let’sseeifHoratia’sseafoodisanygoodcold.”
Act5Puzzle
ByAlice
Placethedigits1-9ineachrow,column,andirregularlyshapedregion.Thecentralcellandfour
dominosatthecornersofthegridtogethercompriseasingleregion.Inequalitysignsindicate
whichoftwoadjacentdigitsislarger.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/hM8rMMdbrN
Act6:DrivingMeCrazy
Gusseemslikehewouldbemoreathomeinacoalmineoralongsidearailroadtrackthan
stuffedintoaneatuniformatanopulentmansion.Heischewingonsomething,butwhetherit’s
gum,tobacco,oreventheremainsofhisdinner,youcan’tquitebesure.
YoubeginwithatopicthatyouwereintriguedbyFiona’sbriefmentionof.“So,Gus,I
understandthatyouarerelativelynewtothisposition?”
“Suream,”hereplieswithasloppysalute.“TwomonthsnextSunday,Ibelieve.Iusedtobea
cabbie,butthenightafterLadyAgotridofol’Giovanni,shetookmytaxicabtohershow.AndI
guessshemustalikedmydrivingsomuchshehiredmeonthespot.”Hechuckles.“It’sbeena
wildride,ifyou’llpardonthepun.”
“ThisGiovannifellow,”youpursue,“I’veheardseveralpeoplementionhimbutI’mnotsurewho
heis.Canyoufillmein?”
“Yamustnotbefromaroundtheseparts,huh?”Hechucklesagain.“Poorsap.Itwasinallthe
localpapersforweeks.LadyAfindsoneofMr.M’smosttrustedservantstryin’tostealfromhis
collection.Giovannipullsagunonherbutitjams,sohejustwhacksherintheheadandruns.
Hegotputawayforlife,armedrobberyandattemptedmurder.Course,plentyo’folksthink
LadyAmadethewholethingup,justtogivehimthebootwithoutMr.Mgettin’mad.There
weren’tmuchtogoonbesidesherwordagainsthis.”
“Isee,”yousay,definitelyintriguednow.“Andwhatdoy outhink?”
“Igetpaidtodrive,nottothink.”Hesighs.“Eitherway,sometimesIenvythesonofagun.Lady
Aain’tthenicestpassenger,andsomedaysIthinkGiovanniwastheluckyone,managingto
getaway.”Hequicklycovershismouth.“Ifyou’llpardonme,sir.Shouldn’ttalklikethatabout
pooroldLadyAnowthatshe’s…well,yaknow.”
“Ifyoudislikeyourjobsomuch,whydon’tyoujustleave?”
“Areyoukiddin’?”Hescoffs.“Thisgig’sachore,sure,butit’sdollars-to-penniesbetter’n
cabbing.Andbesidethepay,LadyAain’tneverthrownupinmybackseat.”Hechucklesonce
more,butthistimethereisahardnessinhisvoicebehindit.“Still,Ihatetosayit,butafuture
drivin’onlyMr.Msoundsmightynice.Can’tsayIain’tlookin’forwardtoit.”
“Fairenough.”Youdecideit’stimetogetdowntobrasstacks.“So,wherewereyouthis
afternoonwhenMrs.Marksimwasattacked?”
“Iwasinthegarage,searchin’formytireiron.Thekidsarealwaysrunnin’offwithit,theyliketo
playit’ssomesortamagicwandorsomethin’.IthoughtIheardascream,butIfiggereditwas
justLadyAgoingoffonthekidsagain—justtwonightsagoIheardheryellin’atthemthatshe
ain’tnodoll.”Heshakeshishead.“Iguesstheyweretryingtoputherindiff’rentposesor
somethin’.Anyway,IonlyfoundoutwhathappenedwhenIwenttoseeifMr.Mhadmyiron,
andranintothedocontheway.”
“Verywell.Thankyou,Gus.Now,ifHoratiaisdonecleaningupfromdinner,couldyousendher
intome?”
Act6Puzzle
ByMadmahogany
Normalsudokurulesapply.The“taxicabdistance”(numberoforthogonalmovesneededto
traverse)betweentwoidenticaldigitsmustnotequalthatdigit.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/PdgLM2fqfH
Act7:MasterofSandwiches
Horatia’sexpressionisunfathomableasshedriesalongkitchenknifewithherapron.Youtryto
startwithacompliment,tobutterherup.“Ihearyoumadefishfordinner;itmustbegood,the
wayFionawasraringtogettoit.”
Sheflashesaproudhalf-smile.“Thatwomanwouldeatdogfoodifyouputenoughsaltonit.
Butsì,theblackenedswordfishsandwichesareoneofmyspecialties.Iwantedtomake
somethingspecialformylastmealbeforethoseinfernalmachinesareinstalledtomorrow.”She
seesyourraisedeyebrowandexplains:“LadyAnastasiahasinsisted,despitemynumerous
protests,thatweinstallelectricrangesinm
ykitchen.Shethinksitwill‘modernize’theroom.Ha!
Asifanyonebutmespentanytimethere.AndIhavealwayscookedwithgas.”
“So,youwereunhappywithMrs.Marksim?”
Shebristles.“M
rs.Marksimpassedafewyearsago.L adyAnastasiamayhavetakenherplace,
butsheneverquite--howdoyousayit?F
itinwiththisfamily.M
yfamily.”
“Yourfamily?”
Herlipstighten.“Ah,butyouthinkIamjustthechef,no?Youarewrong.Mr.Marksimtreatsus
withextraordinarycare.Usservantseatinthedininghallrightalongsidehim,LadyAnastasia,
andthebambini.ImetMr.MarksimononeofhismanytripstoItaly,rightafterIlostmyown
familyinafire,andheacceptedmeintohiswithoutasecondthought.Heisaremarkableman,
inspector.”
“Isee.Soyouconsideryourselfsomethingmorethanaservant?”
“Notjustme.Allofushavealwaysbeenveryclose.JarvishasbeenwithMr.Marksimfor
decades,andcaresforthebambini.Thethreeofusalwaysworktogethertodecoratethe
manorfortheholidays.FionaandIplaybridgeeveryTuesday,andlatelyIsaachasbeenjoining
us.Andbeforetheincident,Giovanniwasapartofittoo;hewasalwaysrunningoffsomewhere
privatewithFiona,andofcourseheandIconnectedoverourheritage.”
Youturnapageinyournotebook.“Yes,let’stalkaboutthatincident.Gusfilledmeinonthe
details.So,who—orwhat—doy oub elieve?”
Forthefirsttime,Horatia’sconfidenceseemstofalter.“Well,Icertainlywouldn’tputitpastLady
Anastasiatodosuchathingtotearourfamilyapartevenfurther.However…”Shebitesherlip.
“Shortlybeforethattime,GiovanniwastalkingtomeaboutMr.Marksim’scollection.Giovanni
wasbeginningtothinkthattheseRomanartifactsbelongedrightlyinRomeitself,nottheStates.
Ididn’tagree;inmyview,thepastisthepastandMr.Marksimhasjustasmuchrighttowhathe
hasboughtasanyoneelse.Butitdoesmakemewonder…”
Sheseemsquiteuncomfortable,soyoudecidetowrapthingsup.“Allrightthen,last
question—wherewereyouthisafternoonwhenMrs.—er,whenL adyAnastasiawasattacked?”
“Oh,that’ssimple.Iwasalreadyinthekitchen,preparingthefish.Youdon’tthinksuchawonder
canbecraftedinafewminutes,doyou?SomeoftheingredientsIevenstartedgatheringlast
night,anditmadememissmyengagements.”Shegivesyouasternlook.“Itakemycreations
quiteseriously,inspector.”
Act7Puzzle
ByMaxReenoch,withhelpfromAliceandNo-FeetMcGee
Normalsudokurulesapply.Digitsoutsidethegridgivethetotalsumofthedigits“sandwiched”
betweenthe1andthe9inthatroworcolumn.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/dD793QgjdL
Act8:TheKnightGuard
Jarvispokeshisheadthroughtheentryway.“Inspector?Thenightguardhasarrivedforhis
shift,ifyouwouldliketospeakwithhim.”
“Sure,sendhimin.”
Isaacenterswithaswagger,hisroundedbellynearlyburstingoutofhisguard’suniform.“An
inspector?What’sallthisaboutthen?”
Youhavehimtakeaseat.“Didnobodyinformyouyet?I’mafraidthattheladyofthehousewas
founddeadthisafternoon—althoughherbodyhassincedisappeared…”
Hisfaceispureshock.“Wha—wha—”Afteramoment,hepullshimselftogether.“Anastasia?
Youmustbejoking.Howcouldthishappen?”
“I’mafraidI’mnot,”youreplygrimly.“WhichiswhyIhavetoaskyouwhatyouweredoingthis
afternoon.”
“Iwasrehearsing—forhoursandhours,”hesays.“Yousee,Anastasiawaskindenoughtohelp
melandaroleinherlatestproduction!Iplayanoldknight—well,insomewayshe’snotvery
knightly.Isupposeyoucouldalmostcallhimana nti-knight.ButAnastasiaandIrehearseour
linestogetherallthetime,andsinceIhavemorelinesthanher,Ialsodoworkonmyown.”
“SoyouspentalotoftimewithAnastasia?”
“Iguessyoucouldsayso.Heck,alotoftimeswe’devengooverotherscenesintheplay
besidesourown.She’soneheckofawoman,inspector.Or,”hisfacefalls,“shew as…”
Yousitbackinyourseat.“Interestingthatyoushouldsayso,sinceI’vegatheredshe’snot
exactlypopularamongtherestofthestaff.”
Hescowls.“ThosefoolsaresobusyfawningoverMr.Marksimthattheymisswhat’srightin
frontofthem.EspeciallyHoratia;IthinkshemayevenberomanticallyinterestedinMr.
Marksim.ButifyoutakethetimetogettoknowAnastasia,shehasmanywonderfulqualities.
Didyouknowshestudiedbiologybeforebecominganactress?Shecouldtellyouthescientific
nameofanyplantyoucameacross.Andthatintelligenceevenmanifestedinherspeech;her
insultsandput-downswerealwaysjustingoodfun,ifyoureallyknewher.”Hesighsdeeply.“It’s
adamnshamethatshe’sgone.”
“Indeed.”Youtapyourpencilthoughtfully.“Togobacktomyfirstquestion,wherewereyou
rehearsingthisafternoon?”
“Oh,atmyownhouse,”hereplies.“Unliketheotherstaff,Idon’tliveonthegrounds.I’mnotan
oldstapleofthehomelikeJarvisorFiona.Theyonlyhiredmerecently,aftertheattempted
robbery;Mr.Marksimwantstomakesurehiscollectionissafeinthefuture.”
“Verywell.Youmaygo.”However,ashebeginstoleave,younoticeanunusualstiffnessinhis
walkandaskhimaboutit.
“Oh,AnastasiaandIbothhurtourbacksafewweeksagowhilerehearsingarowdytavern
scene.Istillcan’tliftanythingmorethanafewpounds.”Heshrugs,winces,thenpullsouta
sturdy-lookingflashlighttobeginhispatrols.
Act8Puzzle
BySam-Testings
Normalsudokurulesapply.Cellsthatareachessknight'smoveapartcannotcontainthesame
digit.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/G38HfgRGdf
Act9:LettersintheMirror
TheonlyonelefttointerviewisJarvis.Youfindhimadjustinghisbowtieinthehallmirror,and
you’retemporarilydistractedbyitsmesmerizingpattern,whichise xactlythesameboth
forwardsandbackwards.However,youquicklysnapoutofitandsoonhavehimseatedinfront
ofyou.
“Thankyouforyourpatiencewithallofus,inspector.”Hegivesyouaprimsmile.
“Ofcourse.So,canyougivemeyouraccountofthisafternoon’sevents?”
“Certainly.”Heclearshisthroat.“AfterlunchIbeganviolinlessonswiththechildren,asisour
customonWednesdays.Theyhaveprogressedquitewellsinceourlastlesson,soIallowed
themtoleaveanhourorsoearly.Asformyself,Iretiredtomyroomforsomequietreading
beforedinner.Unfortunately,myannotatedJulesVernecompilationseemstobemissing,soI
hadtoresorttoAsimov.ImustsayIcan’timaginewheremyVernehasgone;it’squiteaheavy
tome,asyoumightimagine.Idohopenoone’srunoffwithit.”
“Indeed.”Youhalf-heartedlyjotdownthisseeminglyuselessinformation.“So,doyouknowof
anyenemiesthatMrs.Marksimmayhavehad?”
Hisneckstiffenswithrestraint.“Itisnotmyplacetospeakillofmymistress.However,Ibelieve
itiscommonknowledgethatmanyofthestaffviewherasaninterloperintothishousehold,and
aremainlyloyaltoMr.Marksim.Formypart,Ihavebeenwithmymasterforthreeentire
decades,andIintendtostandbyhimformanymore.Takefromthatwhatyouwill,but‘enemy’
doesseemlikeanoverlystrongtermtouseinthissituation.”
“Soyes,manyofthestaffdislikedher;I’ddiscoveredthatmuchalready.Anyoneelse?”
“Well.”Heglancesaroundtomakesurenobodyiswatchingandleansinconspiratorially.“I
oughtnotsaythis,givenmyemployment,butIfearthecircumstancesmaybesodireasto
requireit.Itisalittle-knownsecretthattheMarksimshavenotenjoyedanentirelyhappy
marriage.Givenherfame,mymistressreceivesagooddealofmailfromadoringfans—some
ofthemabittooadoring,ifyoucatchmydrift.”
“Mmm?”Youareinterestednow.
“Tohercredit,Idonotbelievethatmymistresshasevertakenactionuponsuchletters.
However,thathasnotstoppedmymasterfrombeingangeredbythem.Itdoesn’thelpthather
mostrecentroleisasaprostitute…Hisaffectionscomewithaheightenedjealousy,andafter
onlyafewmonthsmymistressgrewwearyofhavingthisconversationwithhim.So,shehas
askedmetohideawayanymailshereceivesofamore…amorous…nature,sothatmymaster
cannotfindthem.Ihavebeendoingsobysecretingtheselettersbehindtheframeofamirrorin
theupstairshallway.”
“Ifshedoesn’tintendtoactupontheseletters,whynotjusthaveyoudestroythem?Inthe
fireplace,perhaps?”
Hegivesyoualookthatindicateshedoesn’tknowbutistoodignifiedtoactuallyshrughis
shoulders.“Thatisnotmyplacetosay,inspector.”
“Allrightthen.Canyougathereveryonetogetherintheparlorathalfpastsix,soImaypresent
myfindings?”
“Certainly.”Heriseswithgraceandstalksoutoftheroom.
Act9Puzzle
ByNo-FeetMcGee,withhelpfromAlice
Normalsudokurulesapply.Eachdigitisrepresentedbyadifferentletter.Digitsalongthegray
lineformapalindrome,i.e.theyreadthesameforwardsandbackwards.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/f9bDfmTtML
Act10:ThePuzzlePiecesComeTogether
Itisnow6:30,andyouhavethefamily,theirservants,andDr.Brownallgatheredinthehome’s
statelyparlor.Claudeslumpsdespondentlyonasettee,withDerekandEricclingingtoeither
sideofhim.Basilreclinescross-leggedinanearbyarmchair,smokingapipe,whilethe
household’sfiveservantsstandnervouslyalongthebackwall,flankedbyJarvisononeside
andIsaacontheeither.Itseemsliketheairitselfhangssuspendedintime,awaitingthe
denouementofyourinvestigation.
Youconsidereverythingyouhavelearned.Thiscaseisatrickypuzzle,tobesure.Butyouthink
you’vepiecedtogetherthetruth.E achsuspectwasabitcageyw iththeiranswers,butm
ostof
themdidnotoutrightlie.Andyoufigurethata
nyonewhod idlieisresponsibleforAnastasia
Marksim’smurder.
Thereisadustyoldblackboardsituatedagainstoneofthewalls,presumablyasasortof
decoration.Thiswasyourreasonforselectingthisroomtopresentyourfindingsin.Youtakea
deepbreath,andliftapieceofchalk.Thisisthebigreveal.
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gasps.
Act10Puzzle
ByAlice
Normalsudokurulesapply.Digitsincagesmustsumtothenumberatthetop-leftofthecage.
Thecagetotalsofbluecagescomefromthecrimesceneinvestigationandarealwayscorrect.
Thecagetotalsofpurplecagescomefrominterviewingsuspectsandmaybeeithercorrector
offby1.Digitsmaynotrepeatwithincages.
https://app.crackingthecryptic.com/sudoku/DtNtMFM6gF