"Wait...WHAT?" I asked. "Why would he...He didn't even know what happened to her..."
"I heard the lawyers contacted Mr. Anthony several times." said the old woman. "But all he told them was that Clara just left after that day and he didn't know where she was."
"I see..." Nancy looked thoughtful. "Are you absolutely sure there are no other people who have claims to this property?"
"No...Ji...I mean the master's son was the only other and he's dead."
I was about to ask something else but Nancy practically dragged me and Jenny away. She looked more excited than she had ever been in a long time.
Back at my house, the moment the front door was closed behind us, Nancy erupted into an excited speech.
"I think we all know what happened in the case of Uncle Tony's accident."
"Do we?" Jenny looked confused.
"I think I see where you are going, Nancy." I said. "But..."
"Think about it. The text was clearly meant as a threat. The question is why threaten your Dad with the secret after all these years. The answer..."
"Whoever sent it knew that my Dad was getting involved in..."
"Exactly. And they wanted him to back off. But unfortunately for them your Dad guessed who it could be because there were only a few people who could have known about Clara. And..."
"He went there...To Simon's house but that person wasn't there. But they came to know he was there from the old woman. They got scared and..."
"That means that the one who killed Jolly and Pinky and the person who tried to kill your Dad are the one and the same."
"Um..." Jennifer said quietly "Not to interrupt your sleuthing session but I think we can guess who it is. The killer, I mean..."
Nancy frowned as she looked at her. "Jenny?"
"Who could have known about Aunt Daisy consulting your Dad?"
I couldn't help but stare at her. Something about Jenny then...It was different. Scary even. There was a strange distant look in her eyes and the smile....It was like the smile of a doll.
"Don't you know? Can't you guess? Not even you, Nancy?"
I tried to move over to her but Nancy caught my hand.
"Don't." She whispered. Then she turned to Jenny and said.612Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNrLZZdSfXu
"You're talking about Uncle Elias aren't you?"
To be continued...
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