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1 The Cuckoo's Calling

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“Isn’t he a quarter Malay?” asked Strike.<br />

She gave a snide little laugh.<br />

“I don’t know; I never met any of Freddie’s grandparents, did I? He’s about a<br />

hundred years old. I know he’ll say anything if he thinks there’s money in it.”<br />

“Did anything ever come of these plans to get Lula and Macc into his films, as<br />

far as you’re aware?”<br />

“Well, I’m sure Lula was flattered to be asked; most of these model girls are<br />

dying to prove they can do something other than stare into a camera, but she<br />

never signed up to anything, did she, John?”<br />

“Not as far as I know,” said Bristow. “Although…but that was something<br />

different,” he mumbled, turning blotchily pink again. He hesitated, then,<br />

responding to Strike’s interrogative gaze, he said:<br />

“Mr. Bestigui visited my mother a couple of weeks ago, out of the blue. She’s<br />

exceptionally poorly, and…well, I wouldn’t want to…”<br />

His glance at Tansy was uncomfortable.<br />

“Say what you like, I don’t care,” she said, with what seemed like genuine<br />

indifference.<br />

Bristow made the strange jutting and sucking movement that temporarily hid<br />

the hamsterish teeth.<br />

“Well, he wanted to talk to my mother about a film of Lula’s life. He, ah,<br />

framed his visit as something considerate and sensitive. Asking for her family’s<br />

blessing, official sanction, you know. Lula dead barely three months…Mum was<br />

distressed beyond measure. Unfortunately, I was not there when he called,” said<br />

Bristow, and his tone implied that he was generally to be found standing guard<br />

over his mother. “I wish, in a way, I had been. I wish I’d heard him out. I mean,<br />

if he’s got researchers working on Lula’s life story, much as I deplore the idea, he<br />

might know something, mightn’t he?”<br />

“What kind of thing?” asked Strike.<br />

“I don’t know. Something about her early life, perhaps? Before she came to<br />

us?”<br />

<strong>The</strong> waiter arrived to place starters in front of them all. Strike waited until he<br />

had gone, and then asked Bristow:<br />

“Have you tried to speak to Mr. Bestigui yourself, and find out whether he<br />

knew anything about Lula that the family didn’t?”

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