TRUE-LIFE
Driving to work, I turned on the radio just as some breaking news was announced.
There’d been a shooting at a famous New York hotel.
How horrible, I thought.
I was on my way to my PR job at the Prince of Wales Hotel in Southport.
As the newsreader revealed more details, my mind wandered to what it must be like to be caught up in such a frightening event.
The poor victims. And the terrified guests who’d witnessed the gunman opening fire.
I’d been reading Agatha Christie since I was a teenager, loved crime stories andmysteries.
