If this were a fragment of mystery that might have been the answer. I would have bowed. Admitted defeat. Congratulated you all.
Unfortunately, this is an anti-mystery!
No Dine!
No Knox!
No Fair!
In other words, it is not a mystery!
But it happens!
It always happens!
#Let it happen.
The Kitchen Knives have switched types since then. B has never stolen one of the knives in his life.
Nay, that red is too kind. Let’s see here…
B and F have never possessed any of the knives of the type that was stabbed into the victim even temporarily. Because a dinner with tough meat that requires such a knife has never been served by sheer coincidence all of the times they have been on this cruise.
How’s that?