Detective Chief Inspector Wilfred Dover is the most idle and
avaricious hero in all of crime fiction. Why should he even be bothered
to solve the case?
The town of Pott Winckle owes its prosperity to the firm of Wibbley
Ware. Naturally, when the owner's daughter is murdered, the call goes
out for Scotland Yard's finest. Once again, Dover is off, the reluctant
Sergeant MacGregor in tow.
All Dover has to do to clinch this one is settle back in Wibbley's Rolls
Royce, perhaps bend a bit of evidence, or maybe a few fingers. Oddly
enough - and not for the first time - his methods result in something
resembling a solution.