Sparkling Cyanide

Six people sit down to a sumptuous meal at a table laid for seven. In front of the empty place there is even champagne in the glass. George Barton leads the toast - 'To Rosemary for remembrance' - although no one is likely to forget the night, nearly a year ago, that Rosemary Barton died at exactly the same table, her beautiful face unrecognisable, convulsed with pain and horror. But then Rosemary had always been memorable - she had the ability to arouse strong passions in most people she met. In one case, strong enough to kill...