Jeremy Bakewell has always been a second in life. Till one day, when he sees murder as the only way to rise to the first. A murdered is then planned and the tale twists.
Jeremy Bakewell was a quiet, unassuming, law-abiding man. It had never occurred to him that he would one day contemplate murder. Then, out of the blue, Constance Holliday came into his life. Without even realising it, she managed to turn a friendly, reliable, decent human being into a potential killer. It happened during the second movement of Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony.
From the very start, Jeremy had been doomed to play second fiddle. He had been born on the second day of the second month of the year at the second attempt-so to speak-his twin brother having entered the world several minutes before him and therefore in a position to welcome Jeremy’s own appearance with lusty howls of protest. Jeremy’s polite whimper marked him down from the start as the also-ran.
It was James Bakewell who had the privileged childhood and the glittering career as a concert pianist. Jeremy remained in his shadow-a competent musician who had been conditioned to aspire to no higher a place than one among the second violins. While James Bakewell became an international star, Jeremy became an anonymous member of the Royal Philharmonic.