Wednesday, July 03, 2019

Mystery of the house - Chapter 7

Before I end this story, I would like to thank all of you to read it. I hope you enjoyed it.
Now, let me take you all back to what happened in the last episode.
Detective visited Shermans' old house and soon Susan's lies were out. She confessed that she was well aware of her relationship with Sherman and so were he and Dr. Fudge. Susan fainted out of blue and was then taken to emergency.
''Where is she?! What....ha..ppen..ed?!'' Detective turned to see a lean bearded man running out of breath asking the receptionist.
She patiently asked, ''What is the patient's name?''
''Susan. Susan Parker.''
Hearing this Detective went over to him and asked, ''Who are you?''
He gave a wry smile and said, ''The one you've been searching for.''
And that was the first time Detective's face was flushed with ecstasy since he took up this case.
He looked at him, eye to eye, and with a solemn look said, ''We need to talk.''
''Where is she? What happened?!'' Exclaimed Sherman.
''She is in good hands. You need not worry. First I need some answers from you.'' Ordered Detective.
They were inside a small cabin-like room with a big round table and some chairs around it.
Detective started his interrogation. ''Where have you been all this time?''
''I. ....huh....'' he let out a little sarcastic laugh. ''To see my wife.''
''Where is Dr. Fudge?''
''He was with me. He is a good doctor and well....I needed someone with me. I couldn't....'' He paused as he could feel a lump forming in his throat. ''...possibly do it alone. I was about to...about to..find out the culprit...the reason my daughter was left to grow up without her mother's affection.''
Detective was emotionally exhausted and now in search of answers. He implored, ''Why did you hide the fact from everyone that Susan is your daughter?''
''Huh...you are a Detective, I thought you'd have figured it out. Anyway, the culprit was behind our family. Susan was the one thing I loved the most and the reason I survived. I couldn't stand being the reason she'd get hurt.'' Said Sherman. He was panting now.
"What did you find out? Who is the culprit? '' asked Detective with a suspicious look on his face.
''Mr. Brown. ''
Silence fell over them. Detective was in utter disbelief. But after a while he regained his equilibrium.
"Why? Do you have any proper reasoning and strong evidences?" implored Detective.
"Yes. Apparently Mr. Brown was our neighbor even back then. He was mentally disturbed since his life was falling apart. He was envious of what we had and he didn't." He paused and took a few shallow breaths. Then continued, "I do have strong testaments. First, his threatening letter. He would send such letters to us back then. You can check the handwriting. Second, the security camera's recording. He used to drop by just to threaten her as he knew she wasn't responsive. Third, my wife's testimony."
"Hmm...Very well. I want you to provide me those asap. I will make sure that Mr Brown is put behind the bars."
A couple of months later, Sherman had provided Detective with the testaments and Mr. Brown was sentenced to a few years of treatment in insane asylum and 10 years of imprisonment.