Death of Jezebel, an Inspector Cockrill mystery
“This is a locked-room mystery with a difference, and what a difference it is!”—The New York Times
“Cannily plotted and actionful.”—The Saturday Review of Literature
Isabel Drew had done her best in life to live up to her nickname, Jezebel. Sadly, someone believes her efforts insufficient and helps her off the balcony of a theater castle tower. It was a seemingly impossible crime; the culprit escapes detection, though the acts is committed before eleven knights on horseback and an entire audience of witnesses.
From the book:
Cockie’s brown fingers played with his cigarette. “This is a projection of the ‘sealed room’ mystery. The scene of the murder was bounded on one side by a stage, under the observation of several thousand pairs of eyes; and on the other by a locked door, with somebody sitting on guard on the other side of it. The murderer must have been within these confines. And the place is as bare as a biscuit box, so that there is nowhere where he can possibly have hidden, or remain hidden.