Quotes About Suspicion

You'd have thought that after twenty years editing murder mysteries I'd have noticed when I found myself in the middle of one.

a detective must occasionally be guided by his worst imaginings – which is to say that he must put himself in the mind of the criminal.

said. "Who are you? Was my uncle working for you? Did you kill him?" "So many questions," Crawley muttered. "But I'm afraid we're not authorized to give you the answers." The second man lifted his hand and Alex saw that he was holding a gun. He stood up behind the desk, holding the file as if to protect himself. "No…" he began. The man

saw it in the papers. When he took that fifty grand off Diana Cowper, it looks like he was ripping her off.' 'Maybe she knew something about him. It could have given him a reason to kill her.

figured it wasn't Davina. She drinks like a fish. Again, who drinks Coca-Cola at eight o'clock in the evening?

At the moment, there's just the four of us who know that your wife is a cold-hearted, manipulative bitch. Maybe it would be a good idea to keep it that way. What do you think?

You must have been sickened when you got an invitation to a literary festival sponsored by Spin-the-wheel.com. I assume they were the same people who killed William.

There was something wrong about the house in Eastfield Terrace. Something unpleasant.

peering at the world with a malevolence that she wore like mascara.

The question sounded innocent but arrived like the twist of a knife.

Because like it or not, both of them have died in unusual circumstances almost within twenty-four hours of one another, Mrs Taylor. And Long Way Hole seems to be the one thing that connects them.

I didn't like him. He had a way of manipulating people which I thought was a little creepy and then there was that business in Deal.

Is that why you asked if Weston was married? You think he's gay too?' 'It wouldn't surprise me. That sort look after their own.

I didn't believe her. There was a nervousness in her eyes. I'd seen it when she held out the telephone for Damian. She'd been afraid he was going to snatch it from her. In fact, she was probably afraid of Damian.

I can tell there's going to be a fight in a pub five minutes before anyone else.

If someone is trying to frame you, don't you want to know who, what, when, where and why?

If you do magic, it's the quickest most fraudulent route to impressing people.

There's always something fishy about the French.

Though I believe you're a good lad. But you're the sort of fellow to set a whole division by the ears… A regular… what's 'is name? A regular Dreyfus!" "Did you think Dreyfus was guilty?" Tietjens asked. "Hang it," the General said, "he was worse than guilty—the sort of fellow you couldn't believe in and yet couldn't prove anything against. The curse of the world...

Inspector had been in the library, and might possibly have

nothing, and Mr. Havisham kept her from suspecting

A cult!' Elizabeth gasped. 'Here? In Sweet Valley? But that's impossible!

And underneath, Robin Wilson is a deranged freak! Why she doesn't like any of us after all we did for her, I'll never know. But it's the mark of a sick person.

Leaving the group, he reclined on a couch, drank morosely, and watched people. He noticed the games they played with one another. They put on masks of civility, all while spewing their venom.