Chocolates and Cyanide
by Mike Lord
A box of milk chocolates is delivered to a man just before he leaves to fly to work in Botswana. He does not open it and just tucks it into his packed suitcase. His suitcase is delivered in error to a lady passenger in Johannesburg, who helps herself to one of the chocolates and dies of acute cyanide poisoning!
A concerted effort by the police in South Africa and England have to determine who was the intended victim, and who placed the cyanide in the chocolates, but the identities keep them mystified until they find who purchased the chocolates, and who stole the cyanide. The activities of a string quartette throws up several red herrings…
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About the Author:
Mike Lord has written three historical novels, three thrillers and his autobiography, all of which have been self-published at Smashwords and Amazon Kindle. Two of Mike’s books have won prizes.
Under his pen name Adam Mann Mike has written over twenty romance novels; ten of which have been published as ebooks by Blushing Books 1, Phaze Books 4, eXtasy Books 1, and Global Publishing 4. Twelve have been self published at Smashwords and Amazon Kindle, and he has several more drafted and complete in the pipeline, and others currently with several publishers for consideration. 4 of these have been revised for possible GPG publication.
Mike has 3 Twitter names - @Lordmaity, @adammannauthor and @ButterflyBooks9 which he uses extensively to promote all his books. He has author pages at Smashwords, Facebook and Amazon Kindle for both his legal name and his pen name.
Mike Lord operates a website www.lordmaity.com for his six books, averaging about 500 visitors per week, and as Adam Mann he has a website www.adammannauthor.com for all 28 books, including the six by Mike Lord, but with a much higher weekly average of over 1,200 visitors.
Just Aziza was getting into bed she decided to open her suitcase. The heavy duty plastic zip fastener was easy, and the top folded back.
The brown paper parcel immediately attracted her, and she didn’t really look at the other items on the top of the suitcase. She didn’t bother to read the name on the label and just opened the brown paper parcel, only to find a box of milk chocolates, not really wondering who would have given her such a present.
She just had to open the box, and cut the cellophane seal around the edge with a knife from her kitchen. She knew that the chocolates would be laid out nicely, but was surprised to find one slightly larger than the others in the centre of the tray, almost winking at her.
There was no foil wrapping just the chocolate with a design on the top. She could not help herself but picked it up and put it whole into her mouth.
As she bit into it the taste was a bit strange;
“Apples,” she thought, and then “almonds,” came to her mind.
She lay back on her bed to rest and enjoy the chocolate.
She was dead when they found her in the morning, with the open box of chocolates sitting on the top of her unpacked open suitcase.