Arthur had seen the man before.
He had met him when Malinda first invited him to 6 Whitebird Street!
In fact, when the waitress Elena killed Brody by hiding poison in ice cubes, this man had spoken up for her-he was the waiter who seemed to be on good terms with Elena!
Impossible!
It couldn't have been Elena!
You must have made a mistake!
Even now, Arthur remembered how the man had looked as he spoke up in her defense.
"I never expected it to be you!
Your name is...
Horton, right?"
Arthur made no attempt to hide his surprise as he asked-
After the incident involving Elena's poisoning, Malinda had screened all the serving staff. Horton, the first to leap to her defense, had naturally been the first investigated.
Likewise, he had been the first cleared of suspicion.
His background was spotless, and he had worked diligently since being hired. Although his conduct in Elena's case had been somewhat questionable, it was nothing unusual for a young man.
As for the period of despondency afterward?
That had only convinced those around him that he was innocent.
Thus, when they later confirmed that a member of the Death Poetry Society at 6 Whitebird Street was an entirely ordinary person, suspicion of him had plummeted!
He had still been investigated, but with that meticulous groundwork already laid, the investigators' attention had been more easily drawn to others.
It wasn't that those investigators lacked caution.
Horton's acting was simply too good.
His planning, in particular, was admirable.
Daring to hide right under their noses was surprising enough.
Preparing that hiding place well in advance was even more impressive.
Such a scheme would have been impossible without knowing everything around him inside and out.
"Truly impressive!"
Arthur sighed, then raised his hands and