*This story is not connected to my other story House of Trio, but you should still read it this and my other story.*
*I have also started this with quotes, like I start House of Trio.*
*Rated T because of a murder and a man has a mistress.*
House of Murder and Secrets
Chapter One
"If you want to keep a secret, you must also hide it from yourself." -George Orwell 1984
The holiday was over and all of the Anubis kids came back to school, and even though they weren't pleased about it, they settled back into the normal routine. They were getting ready to have a big welcome back party, but were missing two members: Mara and KT. Patricia, Eddie, Fabian, Alfie, Jerome, and Joy all waited in the rec room for them when Trudy walked in.
"I have news, loves. Mara decided to go to her medical program and won't be back this term and KT has to stay in America for a few more weeks because of a family issue. It looks like it's just us tonight." Trudy began to put supper on the table as the others talked their winter holiday.
They were all laughing and eating dinner when the call came in. Trudy was surprised that she even heard the phone ring with how loud the children were; she didn't mind though, she loved all the noise they made. She ran to the hallway and caught it on the last ring.
"Hello, Anubis House; this is Trudy speaking," she said in a calm voice.
The person on the other line talked for a while and Trudy nodded her head, so shocked that she forgot that you couldn't hear when someone nodded their head. Trudy ended with, "I'll bring her as soon as possible," and placed the phone on the hook to end the call.
"Patricia, love, I need to speak with you," Trudy said, trying to remain calm. Patricia let go of Eddie's hand and got up from the table. She walked out to the hallway, not realizing that this news was going to change her life.
They raced to the hospital as fast as they could in Trudy's small, beat up car. They whole time Patricia hoped that it wouldn't be true; she didn't want it to be true. They finally cruised into a parking spot and Patricia ran inside while Trudy tried to keep the pace.
She got to the receptionist's desk and said, "Patricia Williamson, I got a call about…"
"Oh yes. Follow me," a nurse from behind said. Patricia followed her into the deepest chambers of the hospital. The hallways twisted and turned every which way and the only light was that of the harsh fluorescents bulbs. They finally arrived at a thick, steel door. "Here," the nurse said and opened the door.
There were other people inside and they seemed to be waiting for her. "Are you Miss Patricia Williamson?" one of the doctors asked.
"Yes," Patricia answered, almost inaudible.
"It this…" one of the doctors started to ask, removing a sheet from the table in the center of the room.
A gasp escaped Patricia's lips as she started to cry. "Yes," she said, "that is my father."
The doctor's let Patricia mourn for herself and she prepared to have to tell her mother and Piper the news. She had no idea how managed to tell them, but she did and fifteen minutes later the doctors and some police officers came in to tell her the circumstances of her father's death.
"All signs point to murder. We aren't sure if it was just someone that decided to kill a random man or if it was someone your father knew. The only thing we know right now is that he was shot. We are launching a formal investigation…" The police officer went on, but Patricia wasn't really listening. She was thinking about her father and how amazing he had always been. While Piper had been her mother's favorite child, she had always been her dad's. She felt emptiness; that was the only way she could describe herself: empty.