Mr.Stuart

"So...?" Queen asked as soon as Albert left the office. He's been confined to his room just like Noah.

Quince kept quiet and didn't give her a reply.

A few minutes went by before Queen asked again.

"So....??" Queen asked once more growing annoyed by his silence.

Quince let out a helpless sigh before saying,"I already ordered One to investigate Mr.Noah and Mr.Albert's stories."

"And...?" Queen continued pestering.

"And I am still waiting for the results." Quince said.

Queen nodded in satisfaction at his answer. 'At least he has the brains to verify the stories.'

"What now?" Queen asked as she leaned on the table. She stretched lazily like a cat, unbothered by the trivialities around her.

The afternoon sun bounced off her face and her caramel hair almost looked golden beneath it. Her golden eyes with a tinge of brown aglow with a mischievous light in them.

And at that moment, a thought suddenly struck Quince's mind. 'I could get used to this.' He mentally shook his head at his absurd thought before answering Queen.

"Now, we wait." Quince said as he glanced at the giant clock in the room.

"Our third and last suspect?" Queen asked with a knowing smile on her face.

Quince didn't give her a reply. He simply waited quietly for the knock to come.

"After talking to him, how do you intend to identify the culprit? After all there is no evidence." Queen said.

"There will be Miss Vancroft." Quince replied simply.

"Why do you say that?" Queen asked, curious about what he said.

Quince, true to his style, did not give her a reply.

'One day, I am going to get the damn cat to talk and answer my questions properly.' Queen silently made a promise to herself.

'Knock knock' There was a sound on the door.

"Come in." Quince commanded.

One opened the door for Stuart to enter and quietly handed the documents that Quince wanted over to him.

'Must be costly, faxing back and forth.' Queen mused, But she didn't make a comment.

"Take a seat Mr.Stuart." Quince said easily.

"Is...Is there a problem Master Quince?" Stuart said nervously. Quince glanced at Queen, indicating for her to break the news.

"Mr.Stuart, I'm afraid there's bad news." Queen said gently.

"What happened?" Stuart looked alarm at Queen's words.

"Mr.Stuart, Mr.Bernard is dead." Queen said softly.

Stuart immediately looked shocked. His mouth hung agape at the unbelievable news.

"What..." He uttered looking agitated.

'Uh-huh same reaction as the last two, very unique.' Queen thought sarcastically.

"Please calm down Mr.Stuart." Queen said gently.

"No! No you don't understand...if..." Mr.Stuart stuttered.

With her prior experiences, Queen didn't even look fazed at his reaction. She mentally rolled her eyes in boredom. 'Really? Is that what I'm gonna get every time? Give me something new!'

"Kindly get a hold of yourself." Quince said.

'This part's the same too.' Queen thought as she lightly placed her face on her palm.

Mr.Stuart forced his panic heart to calm down before saying with a pale face,"If Mr.Bernard is really dead then....that means, that means....I killed him."