Witness in Death - Chapter One - There was always an audience for murder

Sep 21, 2026

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Witness in Death opens with Chapter One, setting a historically rooted yet futuristic fascination with murder as entertainment. The narrative centers on Lieutenant Eve Dallas and her husband Roarke attending a staged crime play, reacting to a plot involving Leonard Vole. Through dialogue, the chapter contrasts public spectacle with private stakes, while evoking a society where media ratings, luxury venues, and voyeuristic interest surround violence. Eve’s focus on crime and consequence frames the scene.

LanguageEnglish

CategoryStory & Novel

FormatPDF

Pages376

Reading Time9 h 39 min

AccessFree to download

Chapter One

Audience and fascination with murder

Eve Dallas and Roarke at the theatre

The play’s premise and the characters’ reactions

The venue, luxury, and public voyeurism

Witness in Death By J. D. Robb CHAPTER ONE There was always an audience for murder. Whether it took its form in horror or glee, in dark humor or quiet grief, mankind's fascination with the ultimate crime made it a ripe subject for exploration in fact and in fiction. At its bottom line, murder sold tickets and had packed theaters throughout history. Romans had pushed and shoved their way into the Coliseum to watch gladiators hack each other to bloody bits. Or, to alleviate the boredom of the day, by catching a matinee where a few hapless Christians were pitted against happy-to-oblige lions for the amusement of a cheering audience. Since the outcome of these uneven matches was pretty much a sure bet, the crowd hadn't packed the stands to see if maybe this time the Christians would win the day. They wanted the results and all the blood and gore they offered. People could go home pleased that they'd gotten their money's worth--and more, that they themselves were alive and whole. Vicarious murder was a simple way of reassuring yourself that your personal problems weren't really so bad after all. Human nature, and the need for such entertainment, hadn't changed very much in a millennium or two. Lions and Christians might have been passe, but in the last gasp of winter in the year 2059, murder still sold strong and bumped the ratings in the media. In a more civilized way, of course. Families, wooing couples, the sophisticated, and their country cousins continued to queue up and plunk down hard-earned credits to be entertained by the idea of murder. Crime and punishment was Lieutenant Eve Dallas's business, and murder was her specialty. But tonight she sat in a comfortable seat in a packed house and watched the canny business of murder play out onstage. "He did it." "Hmm?" Roarke was every bit as interested in his wife's reaction to the play as he was the play itself. She leaned forward in her chair, her arms crossed on the gleaming rail of the owner's box. Her brandy-colored eyes scanned the stage, the players, even as the curtain came down for intermission. "The Vole guy. He killed the woman. Bashed her head in for her money. Right?" Roarke took the time to pour them each a glass of the champagne he had chilling. He hadn't been certain how she'd react to an evening with murder as the entertainment and was pleased she'd gotten into the spirit. "Perhaps." "You don't have to tell me. I know." Eve took the flute glass, studied his face. And a hell of a face it was, she thought. It seemed to have been carved by magic into a staggering male beauty that made a woman's glands hum a happy tune. The dark mane of hair framed it, those long, sculpted bones; the firm, full mouth that was curved now in the faintest of smiles as he watched her. He reached out, ever so casually, to skim those long fingers over the ends of her hair. And those eyes, that brilliant, almost burning blue, could still make her heart stumble. It was mortifying the way the man could turn her inside out with no more than a look. "What are you staring at?" "I like looking at you." The simple phrase, delivered with that musical hint of Ireland, was a power all its own. "Yeah?" She angled her head. Relaxed by the idea of having the entire evening to do nothing but be with him, enjoy him, she let him nibble on her knuckles. "So, you want to fool around?" Amused, he set his glass down and, watching her, ran his hand up the long line of her leg to where the slit in her narrow skirt ended at the hip. "Pervert. Cut it out." "You asked." "You have no shame." But she laughed and handed him back his glass."Half the people in this fancy joint of yours have their spyglasses on this box. Everybody wants a look at Roarke." "They're looking at my very nifty wife, the homicide cop who brought me down." She sneered at that, as he knew she would. It gave him the opening to lean over and sink his teeth lightly into her soft bottom lip. "Kee

FAQs

What central idea does Chapter One introduce about murder?

Chapter One argues that murder has always drawn an audience, whether for horror, dark humor, or grief, and that it consistently sells and captivates people.

Who are the main characters present during the opening scene?

Lieutenant Eve Dallas attends the play with her husband Roarke, and their conversation reveals their personal dynamic while they watch the staged crime.

What does Eve suggest about the play’s murderer?

Eve confirms that Leonard Vole is guilty, stating that he killed the woman and even describing the manner as bashed in for her money.

Sep 21, 2026

Uploaded by Aurelia