All Chapters of Lancelot's Secret: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

 “I don’t understand why the Head of the History Department, at Cambridge said that he had to meet us in person and he could not tell this over call,” said Palmer when Susan looked at him and said,” he said that this was important and this was something vital which had the power to change the course of a few cases. And so he wanted to say this in person. He also said that he doubted that the phone was being tapped.”Bill made a motion of thinking and then he said,’ That man who found that serrated knife, the one who is working on the other case with you, some weird last name!!”“Yes! Nathan Frost. What about him?” asked Susan as she slid behind the wheels of her car.“He is the protégé of this man. Then why not say to him and talk to you?” asked Bill.“Good question but

 I've never seen a room with so much furniture and so many hues I'd never choose, nor a room I love so much. I've dedicated my purchases to clean lines, simple and mostly white; but these walls are all burnt orange and reds. The furniture is rustic and dark, sprinkled liberally with vibrant cushions. There is a table in easy reach of every seat and the walls are more photographs than paint. Every one is of a happy memory, a smiling child, a birthday, a new baby. There is lively Columbian music in the background and the scent of cilantro in the air. I want to sink into the couch and never move. It isn't just a house, it's a home; she's made it that way.“You really think that we needed to stop here before we started our tour to Bradburtshire?” asked Nathan as he called out to Jane who was in the bedroom closet packing her bags.“It is not only me who needs clothes and other stuff, Natha

 Nathan and Susan drive on to the direction of Bradburtshire, with glimpses of rolling green slopes when the gaps in the tall hedges gave them a view. They came to a point where the road descended into a village. Susan was the one who was driving for the second half after they had switched places. She drove slowly now, staring ahead.“Funny sort of place,” she commented,” I don’t happen to see any gorge about which this place has been so talked about.” Nathan who had been dozing until now and dreaming about his romantic interludes quickly woke up and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands and looked around.“Are you sure that we got the right place?” asked Nathan as he looked around again.“Yes, the map says that we are here. No mistake,” replied Susan.The village was indeed strange. On either si

 Even though Lancelot was worried because of the note and the man who had just met him while coming back home he could not help but notice that there was a new Honda Civic standing outside The Crest’s. As far as he was aware of no one new should not have come to visit because the showing of the properties and the houses did not start until next two weeks. There was still a bit of final paperwork which had been left and he needed to check upon it.As far as he knew this was not a usual tourist or holiday spot as well, so who would show up suddenly like this?But that was not the important matter that he needed to think about. At first Lancelot thought of sharing this with his father and ask help from him regarding that but then he remembered that his father would probably shoot him all by himself and he did not need that as of now. He preferred to stay alive and that too by a great extent.

 “Bill have you heard? Did someone tell you that you need to be at the crime scene as soon as possible? I mean, you need to get the fresh evidence right?” asked Commander and Bill felt that his ears would burst at the volume of his voice.“Boss….it is four in the morning and definitely an ungodly hour. Then why on earth are you screaming like hell?” asked Bill as he started pulling his boots over his feet.“Right right…my wife has been complaining her whole life that my pitch is high but right now you need to go to that crime scene as soon as possible. Chop chop,” said his boss and Bill rolled his eyes.“Yes boss I am all decked up and going to sing Deck the Halls on the way to my scene of crime,” said Bill as he spewed the sarcastic comment out loud before he could think what he was saying,&