And Then There Was the One

Epigraph

In an English village, you turn over a stone and have no idea what will crawl out.

—Agatha Christie, A Murder Is Announced

It has been said, by myself and others, that a love-interest is only an intrusion upon a detective story. But to the characters involved, the detective-interest might well seem an irritating intrusion upon their love-story.

—Dorothy Sayers, Busman’s Honeymoon