right—“My husband died on November 8, 1974”—and his body lies with his boat at the bottom of the sea. Perhaps he shot himself, overcome with a sense of shame at having besmirched the honor of the Lucans. Perhaps his friends—and he had many—conspired to bury him secretly and took some old-fashioned schoolboy vow of silence.
On the other hand, perhaps he actually
was
sighted around the world. Perhaps…
…Perhaps, my Lord, if you are reading this, you might like to do what you told Susan Maxwell-Scott you’d do 37 years ago and come back to London to “sort things out.” You’ve been “lying doggo” for long enough.
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Maclaughlin, Duncan,
Dead Lucky: Lord Lucan, the Final Truth
(London: John Blake Publishing, 2003)
Moore, Sally,
Lucan; Not Guilty
(London: Sidgwick and Jackson, 1987)
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The Lord Lucan Mystery
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