Melinda sat down with a thick phone book, almost a brick with the amount of pages that had been tightly packed together. She was hoping she could find a number for Lisa Marshall in here of the Alderton area. She was in her house again. It was getting dark outside and trick or treaters would be coming soon. Jim ran down the stairs with a dusty cardboard box in his hands, smiling like a kid.

"Look what I found!" He shouted excitedly.

Melinda got up and walked over to her husband who was opening the box very carefully, treating it like an ancient artefact.

"What is it?" Melinda asked curiously.

As the box opened, Melinda saw colours of green orange and black, and shapes of all sorts, made of paper and plastic. The letter 'H' caught her attention instantly.

"Halloween decorations?"

"Well yeah!" Jim stated "How else are the kids supposed to know that they should come here?"

"They're kids Jim… They know that everyone could be giving out candy, and they will leave no door un-knocked!" She teased, bringing out a paper banner with the words, 'enter if you dare' written across it.

"I'll start putting these up outside and you can get all the candy ready!" Jim was getting more and more energized as he took his plastic skeleton to hang on the front door.

Melinda was grinning widely at the sight of her husband getting into the spirit of things. She checked that all the bowls of treats were sitting ready on the kitchen counter and then went back to the phonebook. She had the whole fire incident playing in her mind. It looked like there was no break for Melinda Gordon, but she wanted to help this man. If it really was murder, then the killer had to be brought to justice.

She flicked through the pages, looking for the list of 'L' names. It was taking longer than she thought to find one name. She stopped at the first sight of the name 'Lisa' and scanned the endless pages of names.

Just then, Jim ran inside with a huge smirk on his face and whispered "They're here!" the doorbell rang out. Melinda jumped up and ran to the bowl of candy and the bowl of apples, carrying them to the door like a waitress. Jim went into the kitchen to help himself to the rest of the sweeties.

"Oh my! What do we have here!" She said merrily.

4 kids stood at the door. One dressed as a bunny. Another dressed as a cowboy. One boy was dressed as a vampire and a little girl was dressed as a ghost with a sheet placed over her.

"Wow! And are you a ghost?"

The little girl crossed her arms and answered, "No, I'm a pillow case!" In a very sarcastic and cheeky way.

"Oh, well… uhm… Do you have a joke?" She asked, feeling that they were tough little youngsters.

The cowboy raised his hand. "I do! I do!" He walked forward, clearing his throat. "Why didn't the skeleton jump off the cliff?"

"I have no idea!" Melinda told him, quite honestly.

"Because he never had the guts!" The little boy finished.

Melinda laughed a little at how cute they all were and the joke itself. It was quite funny. She held out the bowl of candy and the kids took a handful. She then held out the bowl of fruit and they were off!

She shut the door and saw Jim standing in the kitchen looking puzzled. "He never had the guts?... I don't get it." Melinda chuckled at his dullness and went over to the phonebook and was surprised by what she saw.

The book was opened at a page that Melinda knew she had not left it at. And not only that, but the name Lisa Marshall had been circled in what seemed to be a circular scorch mark on the paper. Melinda smiled slightly and whispered, "Thank you John."

She picked up the phone and was getting ready to call the woman, but she stopped herself and said, "You better not destroy this phone!"

She dialled the number that she could see had been marked out by the black smudge of ash.

The phone began to ring…

"Hello?" Lisa said on the other end.

"Hi, this is Melinda Gordon. You came into my Antique Shop earlier today."

"If this is about the fruit bowl that I picked up it already had a chip in it!" she added defensively.

"No, no, it's nothing like that. I was wondering if I could talk to you about John."

"John… Why?"

"I was talking to him and I think he wants me to talk to you."

"You were talking to him? When? Why didn't you talk to me today?"

"Because I only just-" Lisa done the usual thing and butted in, but she sounded furious.

"Oh, let me guess! You're his little bit on the side that I heard so much about? Well let me tell you something you little hussy, John's dead and there's nothing you can do about it!"

"Lisa, you don't understand-"

"Oh no, I understand exactly how he betrayed me! And I hope you understand this, if I can't have him, well, now it looks like none of us can!" And Lisa hung up abruptly.

Melinda couldn't believe it. John was cheating on Lisa. Well that gave Lisa a reason to want to kill him, but it still didn't mean she did. Either way, things weren't looking goof for this bitterly angry widow . . .