The boredom was broken by a frantic knock at her door. It was Mrs. Bloxby, the vicar's wife and Agatha’s only true friend, looking uncharacteristically flustered.
As Bill Wong stepped in to investigate the briefcase, Agatha turned to Sir Charles. "He didn't just steal it, Charles. He used one of Henderson's own clock-tuning tools to deliver a sharp blow to the neck. Very precise. Very horological." Agatha Raisin
"A heart attack, surely?" Agatha suggested, peering over Bill’s shoulder. The boredom was broken by a frantic knock at her door