Mystery on New Years Eve- Guess who did the crime!

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Mystery on New Years Eve  - Can you guess who did it?

 

It was the day before Christmas when the first of them arrived.

“Thank heavens, we are finally there!” Katy exclaimed as she walked into the warm lounge of the hotel.  Her bags were taken care of by a nice young men, and the others of the Growing Bolder reunion committee joined Katy for a well deserved  drink. It was punch.

“The weather here is awful,” Marc said, checking his watch.  “And it is five hours later than at home. Listen!” They could here the Big Ben. It was five o’clock exactly.

“So whom of the other GB members are already here?” Bill asked.

“I think there is Terry!” Kathy said.  A beautiful woman entered the lounge and waved.

“Hallo! Did you check out  the rooms? Burning fires everywhere!”

“Terry! You look absolutely to die for!” Bill said.

“Thank you.  Have you seen that man near the window?  Doesn’t he look familiar somehow?”

“He looks like Salvador Dali,” Marc said.

“No, more like Hercule Poirot!” That was Bill.

Now the man looked at them and raised an eyebrow.

“Did you call for me, sir?”

“Are you really Hercule Poirot?” Katy was astonished.

“Yes, that is my name. I am the nephew of the famous private eye.”

“How exciting!”  Terry sighed.  She introduced everyone.

“We are here for the Growing Bolder Cross Atlantic Reunion,” she explained.  “There will be more of us after Christmas and we will celebrate New Years Eve here all together.”

“How wonderful,” Poirot politely remarked.

“I will wear my pearls!” Terry opened her handbag and showed a string of white beauties.

“Those must be worth a fortune,’ said Marc.  “You better put them in the safe.”

“Are you kidding, I am going to wear them!” Terry laughed.

“Not tomorrow I hope,” said Bill.  “Tomorrow we will be strolling through London and sightseeing by bus. You better leave them here in the hotel.”

“I will put them in a safe place in my room.  Nobody will look for them in my left shoe under the bed!” Terry whispered.

Marc, Bill, and Katy smiled and even Poirot smirked a bit.

The next day they had a wonderful time in the city.  When they got back to  the hotel at five, Terry did a terrible discovery.

“My pearls are gone!” she shouted. Everybody in the hotel was alarmed. The police were notified, but the pearls weren’t found.  And there was no trace of the thief.

The next day more Growing Bolder members made it to London. They came from everywhere in the world. The reunion was a great success, but Terry felt very depressed.

“I don’t understand what happened,” she said on New Years Eve, when every one else was having a great time. “No one knew my pearls were there.”

“Well, we knew of course,” Bill answered. “I knew, Katy knew, Marc knew. And Poirot knew.”

“Perhaps we should ask him to solve the mystery,” Terry said. “After all, his uncle was a great detective!”

Poirot was just on his way out to go and see a friend, but when Terry called him, he changed his mind.

“I would love to spend this last evening of the year with you. And solve this crime.”

“So you think you can?” Terry said exited.

“Of course.  In fact, I will solve it before midnight!”

They all took seats in the lounge: Marc, Bill, Katy, Terry and Poirot, and they had English drinks and English pastry. English meat and English sweets. And stomach pills to go with it.

 

“To begin solving this mystery, I need to know:  Where was every one who knew about the left shoe when the pearls disappeared?”

Poirot looked them all sternly in the face.

“That is easy. We were all walking or on the bus, cruising London,” Marc answered. “Where were you?”

“The Sherlock Holmes museum,” Poirot replied. “I was there all day.”

 

All of the sudden a man who had kept quiet all the time, sitting at the bar,  jumped up.

“I know who did it!” he screamed. "I know exactly who did it!"

“Well hallo David," Bill said surprised.  “Nice to see you could make it to the reunion.  But you weren’t here when the pearls were taken.  So how do you know who did it?”

 

Yes, how did he know?  And who did it?

If you want to know the answer, it will be here Jan 1.  If you think you know it, you can also put it here yourself

 (it was Poirot. That Sherlock Holmes museum is closed on Christmasday. D. knew that!   )