Showing posts with label murder mystery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label murder mystery. Show all posts

Sunday, March 14, 2021

Who is the Killer? Did you Guess Right?

 Who will be arrested for killing Mrs. O'Brian?

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The conclusion of the story:

As the officers handcuffed Gerard, the janitor, Detective Chance scanned the anxious women sitting on the floral-printed sofa. They nervously glanced at the detective who paced in front of them. Flora, a middle-aged, plump caregiver, Mrs. Banks, the manager of the apartment complex, a tall, bony woman with a pointy nose and dark hair combed into a tight bun, and Tricia O’ Brian, the old lady’s drug addict niece.

“Today I hit two birds with one stone,” the detective scratched his chin, towering over Flora.

The caregiver turned pasty white. “Not me! She did it!” she screamed pointing at Mrs. Banks. “She goes into the apartments when nobody is home.” Flora accused.

“Her alibi checks out,” the detective said. “She was seen on the security cameras at the casino’s parking lot at eight, beating up her husband, and they were arrested shortly after. They were not released until 3 AM.”

“Then it was the niece!” Flora accused. “Those damned drug addicts would do anything for money.”

“I wouldn’t, I couldn’t!” Tricia protested. “I loved my aunt.”

The detective looked into Flora’s eyes. “Flora Sweet, I’m arresting you for murdering Mrs. O’Brian. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning.”

“But how?” Mrs. Banks asked. “We entered the apartment together.”

“It was the second time,” the detective turned to Mrs. Banks. “She visited Mrs. O’Brian the night before, shortly after the old lady called her. She ransacked the apartment looking for the lottery ticket, and when she couldn’t find it, she panicked. I didn’t have any proof until I heard what Flora told you a few minutes ago when she leaned closer to you and whispered, ‘Oh, my! Who could be so cruel to smother a sweet old lady to death?’. I never told anyone that Mrs. O’Brian was smothered. Only the killer knew that.”

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