
by Richard Hull
It was just like Morrison to be a nuisance even when he was dead. Ford, the harried Secretary of the Whitehall Club, is desperate to please even the most disagreeable members to just be left in peace. So, it is a huge inconvenience for Ford when one of the club’s most vexatious members is found possibly poisoned and most definitely dead. It will be terrible for the club’s reputation and it seems easier for all if he finds a way to keep it quiet. Dr Anstruther is enlisted to help him cover up the death. He finds Ford irksome and ultimately useless but the Club means too much to him to see it dragged through a media frenzy. And besides, Anstruther was the victim’s doctor: as far as he’s concerned, Morrison may have even had a heart condition… But Cardonnel, the club lawyer (and stickler for protocol), is sniffing too close to the coverup. And when Ford and Anstruther start receiving blackmailing notes, they begin acting very odd indeed. With so many eyes on them, will they really be able to keep it quiet? (less)
6 September 1896 – 1973
Richard Hull was born **Richard Henry Sampson** in London on 6 September 1896 to Nina Hull and SA Sampson, and attended Rugby School, Warwickshire. When the First World War broke out, his uncle helped him secure a commission in the Queen Victoria's Rifles. At the end of the war, after three years in France, he returned to England and worked as an accountant. His first book, *The Murder of My Aunt,* written under the pseudonym Richard Hull, was published in 1934. The novel, set in Dysserth, Welshpool, is known for its humour, narrative cham, and unexpected twists. Hull moved to writing full-time in 1934 and wrote a further fourteen novels over the span of his career. During the Second W…
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