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"Oh, Agatha," she gasped. "It’s the village 'Antique and Curio' exhibition at the church hall. Sir Charles Fraith found... well, he found more than just a Victorian teapot".
"He was eighty-two, Agatha," Bill said patiently. "But the clocks... they've all been stopped at exactly 10:15. Including the ones he didn't have batteries for." Agatha Raisin
She also noted the suspicious behavior of the village's newest resident, a slick Londoner named Julian Vane, who claimed to be an "art consultant." He was currently trying to sneak out the back door with a heavy-looking briefcase. "Oh, Agatha," she gasped
"Going somewhere, Mr. Vane?" Agatha barked, blocking his path. "Just... securing my own exhibits," he stammered. well, he found more than just a Victorian teapot"
As Bill Wong stepped in to investigate the briefcase, Agatha turned to Sir Charles. "He didn't just steal it, Charles. He used one of Henderson's own clock-tuning tools to deliver a sharp blow to the neck. Very precise. Very horological."