"The Great Train Mystery"
The interest aroused by the public by what had been known as the "Great Train Mystery", has now somewhat subsided. Nevertheless, there was still some interest in what had been such a great world-wide case, that took some time to solve. My friend, Monsieur Chanteau and the other people who were involved in the "mystery" asked me to write an account of the whole story.
I, Mr. Lavendish, will therefore explain what happened on the night of December 16, 1954 on the Orient Express, on its weekly journey from Istanbul to Calais.
I had traveled to Istanbul to get away from my normal life. Living on the Asian side in of Turkey in Ankara made me feel separated from all European life, and I wanted to visit Turkey from a different perspective. I decided to travel to Istanbul, and stay with my friend Monsieur Chanteau at the Luxembourg Hotel in Istanbul. There I would be invited on the journey of my life.
I had spend my childhood in the busy jewelry district of Geneva, Switzerland, right next to the famous Lac Leman. There I was always known as a person who traveled very frequently, because of my love for it and because of my parents. Both of my parents worked with international affairs for the Swiss government, so I was exposed to many different cultures. Ten years ago, I traveled with my parents to Ankara, and that started my love affair with Turkey and its capital.
Most people view me as a rather intelligent person. I attended college at the Sorbon, which is a private university located on the left bank of the Seine river in Paris. From there I worked as an accountant at a Swiss bank in Bern, Switzerland.