Thirty Third Meeting

The two of them played board games until dinner. Sebastian was still surprised that his mother actually had something fun in her sitting room.

She was also surprisingly bad at all of the board games. Sebastian put it down to lack of practise, but she was still terrible by the fifth round of the same game.

“Your father was always the much better player,” she admitted eventually. “I still can’t get my head around game rules.”

No one had come to the sitting room to interrupt them so he could only assume that there were no leads for any of the lines of investigation.

When he was helping her tidy the games back into the cupboard he noticed a game that she hadn’t shown him yet.

“If you’re looking at ‘Guess Who’, that’s hidden at the back because that’s the game I played with your father on the night he died. I beat him that night for the first time and I think he let me,” she told him.

Sebastian hadn’t seen his father that close to his death