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The Depressed Lady

Novel By: declan mckimm
Mystery and crime



"I was intrigued the whole way through"
"This is a first-rate murder mystery"
"This is bloody brilliant!"

In my fourth (and personal favourite) whodunit, two students crash their car and are forced to stay in the mansion of an extremely wealthy woman. Then, the woman is murdered, and it is up to the students to figure out who the murderer is before they strike again. However, it is not as simple as that as they uncover some terrible secrets...
If you are interested in murder, and you love a mind-boggling puzzle, this novel is the mystery for you! View table of contents...


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Submitted:Apr 25, 2012    Reads: 18    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   


Chapter 9

After I realised that Tim was alive, Miss Douthwaite and John came up to us, where we managed to get him upstairs. I was just so desperate for him to remember who did this. However, more importantly, why did they do it? After about five minutes, I realised that Mary could have still assaulted Tim, and the murderer could have been someone completely different.

I waited for what seemed like hours, and Mary then came out of the bedroom where Tim was.

"He's alright, but he can't remember a thing about what had happened".

I sighed. Deep down, I knew it was too good to be true, so I knew it was back to the drawing board for me.

"He doesn't remember anything?" I asked Mary.

"Nothing. I've tried to make him remember for ages, but he just can't. He needs some rest, so I would appreciate it if you did not disturb him any more".

"Alright, but it means we are no further forward with the investigation".

"Actually..."

"What?"
"I've been doing a lot of thinking, and there is something I need to tell you".

"What?"
"It's about the deaths in this house, other than Violet".

I was beginning to get excited. From the moment that Miss Douthwaite told me about the deaths, I wanted to know more.

"What is it?" I said to Mary.

Mary started to speak. "The first death was that of Lucille, Violet's sister. Violet and Lucille were like that", she said, crossing her fingers. "Lucille died one evening when the family and friends were round for a dinner party. I was only seven at the time, but I remember seeing Lucille there...dead".

"What happened to her?"
"She died while choking on a boiled sweet. It was awful because Violet watched her die".

"How awful!"

"I know! That was only the beginning. The next to die was Robert. Violet said that he was taking tablets for his depression, since his daughter was not well, and his business failed, meaning that they could lose the house. Anyway, do you see that fence outside? That's where Robert jumped to his death".

"Good God!"
"Violet was still upset about her sister's death a couple of months before. Then came the worst part".

"I'm not looking forward to this when there are children involved!"

"Violet's daughter died of an illness. It's a shame, really, because I used to play with her, and I had never seen her when she was ill. It was worse for Violet- she was 30, her life was starting to become amazing, and then her five year old daughter dies".

"So, what's this got to do with Violet's murder?"
"Because of this and Tim's assault, I have decided to put things to a stop, and close this door forever. These recent events have caused me to come up with two theories on Violet's murder. The first theory is that Amos is the murderer, because he still worked here when Lucille, Robert and the child were killed".

"You don't remember the child's name?"
"No, as a matter of fact, I don't. Violet never spoke of her child. It upset her too much".

"And why do you think Amos is the killer?"
"Well, because of the latest evidence, and the fact that he could have cabin fever or something. I've read about it. Been isolated for long periods of time can make people go insane!"
"And what about your second theory?"
"My second theory is that the three old deaths are natural, and Violet commited suicide".

"And what about Tim?"
"I don't know. I'm working on it, but the point is, Violet may have been thinking about it for years. She might have just had enough one day. It is possible, isn't it?"
"Then who wrote the note?"
"That could be just a hoax, couldn't it? It may be someone playing a prank on you".

"I'll think about it".

As a matter of fact, there may have been some truth in what Mary said. Unless, of course, she was the murderer herself, I started to like Mary, and I felt sorry for her. However, I was quite suspiscious of her, as Lucille and Robert could have easily been murdered by her, since she knew that one day, she would own the house if anything happened to the rest of her family. It was quite strange that she was the only member of the family still alive.

Just then, we heard Tim's voice calling for me to come in to talk to him.

"Can I go in then?" I asked Mary.

"I suppose so", she replied.

I entered the room, and Tim looked half dead. Whatever was used to hit him over the head, it must have been something heavy, I thought.

"What is it?" I asked him.

"I think I can remember something about the attack", Tim replied, "it's starting to come back to me".

"Oh my, tell me", I said to him.

"I don't know who you have in mind as the murderer, but I remember walking down the stairs and into the hallway. I heard a woman's high heels walking along the corridor, and before I got the chance to turn round, I was struck over the back of the head with something. I don't know what it was".

"So, it was definitely a woman?"
"I heard high heels walking along the floor. Do you know of any men in this house who wear high heels?"
"Why do you think someone would do this to you?"
"I...I have no idea".

I knew he was lying, as just before the assault, he was arguing with Mary. I would not be surprised if he knew it was her who had hit him.

"Is there anything else you'd like to add?" I asked him.

"One more thing...thank you for helping me".

"It was nothing", I said, leaving the room.

When I got out, Mary quickly ran over to me, demanding to know what was said. I told her that he heard a woman's high heels coming towards him. That made Mary look relieved at it. To me, Mary was becoming my number one suspect. I left the room to go and find Victoria.

When I found her, I explained to her that Tim had heard a woman's high heels when he was struck, and Victoria jumped with joy, crying, "that's great news!"

"Why?" I asked her.

"Because today, while you were talking to Mary and all that, I was looking in Miss Douthwaite's, John's and Margaret's rooms to see if I can find anything".

"And?"
"And when I went into John's room, I found a pair of high heels, which I noticed were the ones that belonged to Miss Douthwaite!"
"Good work, Victoria!" I cried, giving her a hug.

I was thinking about things, and I did not want to get too excited in case there was another explanation, but for another time in the investigation, I felt that I was one step closer to solving the murder.





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