Stuart Turton. Seven deaths Evelyn Hardcastle (№ 402146)

I absently take the handkerchief, thank you. All a blur, I'm overwhelmed, I can't believe this is happening. He wiped the face blood Stanwin, I puzzled looking at the scarlet stain on his handkerchief, as if expecting an explanation. I just spoke with Stanwin, and now he's dead, and I don't understand how death could be so... immediate. There has to be something more - chase, fear, some kind of warning. You can't just die. It looks like a fraud: I paid so much and demand even more.