Note

I looked at my nephew with confusion. I thought what could this person have on me when I lived here for only two weeks. So I walked over to where Harry was standing and looked over at the note. I very much did not like what it contained at all. Just like Harry said. It had contained things about my past that I don't even remember even about the incident that happened two weeks ago with my friend Sydney. However, this note of blackmail and warnings will not scare me away from this mystery. Now more than ever I want to know what happened here.

"Aunt Maybelle do you think it has something to do with the Victoria lady who offed herself" I thought for a minute. The fact came to me instantly, the note didn't say when Victoria committed suicide.

" Yes Harry I do think it has something to do with Victoria Johnson, but, what I still don't know as of yet" That spark in Harry's eyes burned brighter I could see his interest peek.

" Harry what gender do you think the person is who wrote this note to me?" I asked him. He looked at the note that was written to me very closely. For ten minutes he studied it and within the next five he then told me:

" The gender has to be a male Aunt Maybelle"

" Then you're absolutely wrong Harry the gender of the person who wrote the note to me was female and if you examine the note to me and the note from Ms. Victoria you will realize it's the same handwriting" He looked at me shell shocked, took both notes and indeed examined them. He got an even more shocked when he realized it was true the handwriting was indeed the same. He kept looking between me and the two notes. Couldn't even utter a word about it.

"How in bloody hell did you figure that out with one look Aunt Maybelle?" He asked

"Simple if you look closely at the markings of the dotted I's are the exact same. It was so simple yet a very small detail anyone can miss"

"So if the notes are from the same handwriting does that mean this Victoria lady isn't dead then?"

"No Harry she is very much dead the other thing about my note that is very different than the note from Victoria is that only the I's are hers in my note the rest was all typed. The way it was done was very clever. If you don't look closely you won't notice how subtle the typed letters blend with Victoria's own handwriting"

"Wow Aunt Maybelle that was amazing, now if only we can figure out who sent it and why"

" Oh give it about another ten minutes and we will soon find out my young nephew" He looked at me quizzically. Like I was nuts to even say that but it was true I knew from the way the note was written and why it was hurried to our door. That the person will eventually come to the door to deal with us personally.

Although I was wrong about the time, I was right about the person coming to deal with us personally. Everything was coming together nicely, I was just confused on why he did it. Knock Knock Knock Knock.... The door was being pounded on rather than just normal knocking. I walked over calmly and opened the door, but who was standing there was not to my liking. The person looking back at me turned out to be the cab driver that not only mentioned this place to me but practically drove me here. If I remember his name was William, never knew his last name. He was very nice to me and even told me some of his life. About his daughter Vicky and his now five year old son. I even told him both my last name and quite a bit about myself including the Walsh high school reunion incident.

"But why William you were so gentlemanly towards me. You even recommended this place why did you make that note and threaten me and my nephew?" I asked William.

"Because Mrs. Rose my little girl Vicky is in fact Victoria Johnson and that rotten nephew of yours watched that man Dan Bernie murder her" I looked stunned at both Harry and William. I thought there was no way my nephew would watch a murder go on and not call the police.

" I'm sorry William but my nephew, Harry Rose did not and would not watch a murder go on and not call the police"

"And I'm sorry Mrs.Rose but he did and I have the evidence to prove it right here" he said and took something out of his pocket. It looked like a photo of some sort.

"See this is unmistakably your nephew" William showed me the picture of what almost looked like Harry. It came to me like it was nothing, I knew who killed her and why. And thankfully to now I can prove Harry's innocence.

"No William, that is not my nephew. I know who that is and that person is also dead. And it was not Dan Bernie who killed your daughter. I know who did and why" William looked at me confused but ready to listen

"That person in the photo is my brother in-law Johnny Smith, he died in a plane crash three years ago. And the person who killed Victoria Johnson was Victoria Johnson." No surprise from Harry since we saw her suicide note not that long ago but William was very much shocked. He lowered his weapon and looked me in the eye.

"How do you know if she, she, you know?" He asked

"Simple not long ago we found this note and a £100 in this ring. It was written by Victoria to her lover which I suspect is Dan Bernie who very much still cares for her. It clearly states that because she could not be with him, Victoria decided to live in a world that would have him. The money must be for him to get out of here before you found him. But know he misses her very much William." He looked at the note from Victoria, fell to his knees and weeped. We did not call the police and let him go, he thanked us for finally figuring out what really happened and I returned the ring to Dan Bernie. Dan wasn't mad but glad actually.

Dan wanted to tell Victoria's father what happened but was too scared to but now they are finally on terms with each other but it was just a tad too late. If William Johnson just got to know Dan Bernie there might not have been a suicide to begin with. But only one truth will prevail and it was simply a misunderstanding. We went on with our daily lives and Harry eventually married and had twin girls. They are so kind, staying and taking care of me while taking care of twins.