The Mystery, Part 3

Alec frowned. "You suspect the Inspector and the Police Chief?"
"I'd like them here as witnesses, Alec." J.R. looked sternly at him. "You should know I don't really suspect them." Alec nodded.

Ms. Twurthy tilted her head. "Who else are you inviting after the Police Chief and the Inspector?"

JR lifted her head. "One of them is Ms. Deggur."

The doctor rolled her eyes. "She should stop claiming to be your daughter--it wouldn't ever stand up in court! Why on earth are you inviting her?"

JR looked at the doctor steadily. "Although--as you most astutely observed, Doctor--her case would never stand up in court, she seems determined to prove otherwise. I need her here to rule her out as a witness."

Ms. Twurthy nodded in agreement. "That is a very good reason, indeed. Who are you inviting next?"

As the night wore on, it was revealed that those who were going to be invited were a rival author, Ms Tacee, who insisted that JR had stolen one of her manuscripts, Mr. Green, a former gardener who had been let go under suspicious circumstances, and Ms Paukett, who had been JR's former assistant, but had lied in order to get money from JR. They were all invited to the dinner on Friday night.

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That day, the police chief called me into the office. "Inspector Combs, we have recieved an invitation to a dinner on Friday from the writer JR Peters. What do you think? Do you know anything about him?"

 

I nodded, but I didn't reveal that JR was a woman. "I know JR, and can assure you that he is completely trustworthy. I suppose he probably has a good reason for inviting us."

 

The chief smiled, slapping an envelope down on the table. "Well, it's settled then. We're going to a dinner on Friday."

 

As I left I frowned. What was this all about? Anyway, it was my chance.

 

 

Did this confuse you? Would you like to read more about it? You can read the beginning of this series by clicking the label "mystery" and the whole story by clicking the label "detectives" I hope you enjoy it!--PB

The Burglar, Part 3

In college, I was studying to be a detective, of course. My roommate was the "perfect" person. She got all A's, she never went to parties, she did everything right. One time I asked her what she did for fun.

"Are you sure you want to know?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

I nodded. "Yeah, I want to know."

She shrugged. "Alright. You can come with me tonight; we'll have some fun."

So that night we went to her hangout. There were a bunch of people there, and some of them seemed a little strange. There was this one guy who wore completely black, and he had a bunch of tattoos. But I didn't really care. We played a few board games, which were fun, but not exactly what I had expected. Later, people began leaving, a few at a time. We left too, eventually.

Later I asked her about it. "Was that all?" I asked. "I had expected that you did something else."

She gave a mysterious smile. "You'll see, if you keep coming with me."

I went with her a lot after that, to a lot of places. To the mall, to the movies, places like that. Then one night, she came up to me and said: "Tonight's a big night. I trust you, and I think you're gonna like this."

I couldn't wait to see what was going to happen.


Missed out on what happened before? Read the beginning of the story on The Burglar, Parts 1 and 2.