Poisoned at the Priory
A young barrister taken ill in a grand Balham house, and a household that has settled on its version of the evening before anyone thinks to ask.
Open the dossier →Eight core cases, each one a famous real case reopened at your table, plus three seasonal collections of six. Every file is a complete evening: the story on your screen, the evidence on your guests' phones, and one killer to name before the night is out.
A young barrister taken ill in a grand Balham house, and a household that has settled on its version of the evening before anyone thinks to ask.
Open the dossier →A wife who left for America and never wrote, a very tidy house in north London, and friends who keep asking the same question.
Open the dossier →A shooting party on a Scottish estate, one shot among the trees before breakfast, and an account that holds together a little too neatly.
Open the dossier →A farm lane past the last of the streetlights, letters left where anyone might read them, and a county that will talk to reporters but not to a court.
Open the dossier →A leading man at the very height of his fame, a stage door on a wet December evening, and a company that has to go on regardless.
Open the dossier →A rooftop theatre on the hottest night of the year, a room packed with people who matter, and not one account that matches another.
Open the dossier →A Suffolk village where everyone sits in the same chapel on a Sunday, a storm loud enough to cover most things, and a note nobody will admit to writing.
Open the dossier →Two houses a short walk apart, more funerals in one family than a single year should hold, and a street that prides itself on keeping things pleasant.
Open the dossier →Codebreakers, couriers, a safe house in occupied Paris and a grounded bomber crew. Careless talk costs lives. So, it turns out, does careful silence.
Open the War Files →A body under the tree, twelve snowbound suspects, a carol singer with something to hide and a Christmas in the Blue Mountains that goes very badly indeed. The roads are closed and nobody is coming.
Open the Christmas Files →Not history this time. A mill village that believes in the old things, a sealed séance, a masked ball, an anatomy theatre, a lighthouse nobody can leave, and a town that sells ghosts for a living. Every haunting has a living hand behind it.
Open the Halloween Files →Not a dinner party and not on this shelf. Two of you work one case together, evidence to your phones in stages and the board building on your television. No cast, no catering, no guests.
See Be the Detective →Pick a file above, send the invitations, and say nothing else until the plates are cleared.