Crooked House Page #6

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must have caused quite a stir.

I vowed I would be

a really good wife, and I was.

But we could never get rid

of that family of his.

Always coming and sponging

and living in his pocket.

And what about the baby?

Turns out

there wasn't one after all.

It was all a mistake.

Did your husband have

any evening routines or...?

Well,

he liked a bit of television.

He would come in here,

this was his chair.

Sometimes I would put on music,

and he would watch me dance.

He liked that a lot.

Some evenings

he worked straight through

with Mr. brown,

the kids' tutor.

They got along well.

What were they working on?

Aristide was writing

his memoirs.

Ah.

Now, I have a delicate question

for you, Mrs. Leonides.

I wish you'd call me Brenda.

Um, the Insulin...

Yes?

Did your husband inject himself?

Yes, but that night...

I did it.

He asked me to do it.

He was tired, he said,

and he asked me to.

All right.

Nanny says some of the family

suspect poison killed him.

Yes.

It is a possibility.

You see?

I killed him.

The police will find

my fingerprints

on the bottle and the syringe.

But the bottle said Insulin,

not poison.

And if I was the murderer

I would have wiped them off,

wouldn't I?

Wouldn't I?

Sir.

Sit.

Do you know this woman?

Yes, Sophia de Haviland.

She works at Sotheby's.

She doesn't let anyone

near her. But rumor has it

that you two get along well.

Do you know who this man is?

It's Aristide Leonides.

Well, this woman's real name

is Sophia Leonides.

His granddaughter.

I guess she forgot

to mention that, didn't she?

You see, we know for a fact

that Leonides was in bed

with the CIA

since the Greek civil war.

And we don't know why.

And considering

all that's going on

in this country at the moment,

we want to make sure

that her presence here,

and the fact that she's hiding

her true identity,

are just coincidence.

I'm sure

there's a good reason why--

Look...

You're bored to death

in the embassy,

and you want to work

in intelligence, is that right?

Yes.

Then consider her your way in.

No, no, no...

I've been looking for you.

What are you doing here?

This is Mr.--

- Aristide Leonides' study,

I know.

What are you doing here?

Mr. Leonides gave me

access to it.

I can see that.

So you're this

private investigator

and you want to question me?

Yes.

I haven't met Eustace yet.

What can you tell me about him?

He's what they call now

a teenager.

Rebellious. Angry.

Despises authority.

Loves rock 'n' roll.

Thinks for himself too,

which is quite an achievement

in this house.

And he doesn't like

being tutored at home.

So why is he?

The reason

Mr. Leonides gave

was his childhood palsy.

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