What the cat dragged in was the toupee of a professor emeritus of Balaclava College. Since he never ever appeared in public without it, that makes him a shoe-in for victim number one.
As usual, the inept police chief and the lazy coroner declare the death an accident. However, the victim's intrepid landlady, who also happens to be the Shandy house cleaner, is convinced that the vic's apartment has been searched and calls on Shandy to investigate.
An interesting development in this one is that said inept police chief (under the guidance of Professor Shandy) begins to develop a certain amount of actual eptitude. I suppose Charlotte figured that if she was going to continue with this series, she was going to have to do something about him. I rather like this particular direction.
Also as usual, there is a point at which President Thorkjeld Svenson is the prime suspect. But very much NOT as usual, Sieglinde Svenson and Helen Shandy are very minor presences - now that I missed.
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