The Body in the Library

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There was no breeze to stir the curtains but the curtains moved ... The intruder moved stealthily toward the bed. Finger and thumb ready to pinch a fold of skin, while the other hand held a hypodermic. From the shadows a hand shot out and seized the intruder's arm. The light went on. The murderer of Ruby Keene had walked into the hands of the law ...