Chapter 7

"I suppose you're here to ask me about the lady?" He asked, then he suddenly looked confused, "Oh god, I can't even remember her name."

Fred and Shaggy remained silent, staring at him. Shaggy studied his face.

"She was a nice lady, though she cried a lot when she was dying." He said.

Daphne and Velma exchanged uneasy looks, "Scumbag." The police officer muttered.

"Let's start with your name." Shaggy said, "Is it James or John?"

The man laughed, "It's actually Daniel, Daniel Anderson." He said, "I'd shake your hand but, I'm kind of…cuffed." He smiled.

Velma grabbed her laptop and began to search for Daniel Anderson on the police data base.

"The woman's name was Andrea Ellison." Shaggy said, "But we're also here about Emma Henderson."

"Who?" Daniel asked.

"You killed her 25-years-ago and buried her body in a field." Fred said. "Did she have dark hair, and beautiful eyes?" Daniel asked, "Oh, that might have been the other one."

Fred and Shaggy exchanged looked up at the TV screen from her laptop, and the police officer leaned into the TV screen, turning the volume up a little bit.

"What other one?" Fred asked.

"Well, there was the one in Charlottesville, the one in Kansas City, the one in- oh I know who you mean!" Daniel exclaimed with an evil smile, "Just divorced her husband?"

"How many women have you killed?" Shaggy asked.

Daniel sat back in his chair and looked around the room, as if he was thinking. "About 30." He said, "All heartbroken women and all fun to kill!"

"Oh my god." Daphne muttered.

"Daphne, officer. I found something about Daniel Anderson." Velma said. Daphne and the police officer looked at Velma.

"When he was seven, his parents and her sister died in a house fire, Daniel was the only survivor. The police said the fire was started from inside the house." Velma said.

"Why did you kill 'heartbroken' women?" Shaggy asked.

"You just answered your own question there." Daniel said. "They were looking for a shoulder to cry on, a rebound, so I took my chance. Though some of them were just single and lonely."

"You admit to killing all these women?" Fred asked.

"Yes detective, I do." Daniel said.

Daniel was charged with several counts of first-degree murder, and Velma informed Fred and Shaggy about his childhood.

"So, this guy like, started killing people when he was just a kid?" Shaggy asked.

"Yes." Velma said.

"So, like what do we do now?" Shaggy asked.

"Continue to interrogate him." The officer said, "Find out where he buried the other women, and why he killed his family."

"He said he killed a woman in Charlottesville and Kansas City." Fred said, "We find out where he killed the other women, then we contact police in those towns and cities and have them go through missing people's files. It's going to be a long procedure, but hopefully the women will be found."

"I think we should get a specialist, y'know." The officer said, the gang agreed that it would take someone with much more experience with criminals like Daniel Anderson.

"Like, I know someone who might be able t'help." Shaggy said, "Remember Palo from college?"

"Palo, the one who tried to sell me weed?" Velma asked, Shaggy nodded. "He was a detective, but he was studying criminal psychology. Maybe he can help us."

"Good idea, Shaggy." Fred said.

"Well, I'll start contacting major crime units, let them know what we've discovered." The officer said, "Thank you guys for the help."

He shook their hands before he went to his office to make phone calls, and Shaggy stepped down outside to contact his friend Palo.


Palo came down to West Virginia to speak to Daniel Anderson and the gang returned to Buffalo.

Major crime units throughout the country were informed of what Daniel Anderson had done in the last few years and they had searched through missing people's files in the country; specifically, divorced women.

Major crime had taken over the investigation and were also reinvestigating the deaths of Daniel Anderson's family. Helena and her father were also researching this history of Daniel Anderson, a.k.a, J. Gregory.

After hours of interrogation, Palo discovered that Daniel Anderson had killed 32 women; at least 3 of them in one state, the information was given to Major crimes; they were going to have a lot of work to do.


A café about a 5-minute walk from the gang's office. Daphne sat at the table by the window, Fred and the others were at the office.

Nearly a year ago, Daphne's parents had gotten a divorce after her father admitted to having an affair and a few months ago, Mr Blake admitted that he had another daughter, Sara.

-SIX MONTHS AGO-

Daphne stood in the elevator, going up to her dad's office, Fred was waiting outside in the Mystery Machine.

Two hours ago, Daphne received a call from her sister Thalia, she said she'd found a photograph of a baby in her father's desk draw whilst she was getting something for her mother.

Thalia's words played over in her head, "This baby doesn't look like either of us, Daphne. Mom has our baby pictures all over the house."

She pushed open the door to her dad's office, her dad and her sister, Thalia were waiting for her. Thalia was 7 months pregnant, Daphne realised that all this stress might be too much for her and reminded herself not to make it worse for Thalia.

"I was starting to think you weren't coming." Thalia said, looking stressed as she rubbed her swollen belly.

"What's this about?" Daphne asked, staring at her dad, and then at the other woman who stood in the office. "Who's she?"

"Daphne. This is Sara, your sister." Mr Blake said.

"Half-sister." Daphne said.

"Sara, this is Daphne." Mr Blake said, ignoring Daphne's comment.

Sara was tall with long curly blonde hair and blue eyes. She didn't say anything when Mr Blake introduced her to Daphne and the heavily pregnant Thalia.

"Why are we just finding out about you now?" Daphne asked, Thalia sat on the couch.

"You'll have to ask him that." Sara said, "I didn't know about you until I found him, I've been looking for him for years."

"Why didn't you tell us anything?" Thalia asked her father.

"I was stupid." Mr Blake said."Obviously." Thalia said.

"You cheated on mom when she was pregnant," Daphne said, "But you didn't say anything about another daughter."

"Daphne I-" Mr Blake began. "No, don't make excuses, dad." Daphne spat, "You raised us to own our mistakes, not brush them under the rug and pretend they don't exist."

"Mistake?" Sara asked. "Look, I know you guys don't want to know me, but I think you should know that your dear old dad is not who you thought it was."

"Ok, well, it was nice meeting you, but I'm going home to my children." Thalia said, slowly climbing up from the couch and waddled towards the door. "I don't want anything to do with either of you."

She stopped as she passed Daphne, "And if you're smart, neither will you."

"Thalia!" Mr Blake called after her.

Daphne made to leave the office, "Daphne." Her dad said, she stopped in her tracks and looked back at him. She didn't know what to say, she couldn't find her words, so she left.

On her way to the elevator, she looked back to the office, Sara was walking down the corridor but made a beeline for the stairs, avoiding Daphne.

Then she saw her father standing in the doorway, she looked away from him and the elevator doors opened, she stepped inside and pressed 'LOBBY'.

She cried on the way down, and the whole journey home.

-PRESENT DAY-

It had been 6 months, but Daphne recognised her sister when she walked into the café, and Sara recognised Daphne, she sat at the table with her.

"Thank you for meeting me." Daphne said.

"It took me hours to get here, why did you call me?" Sara asked.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted, last time I saw you." Daphne said. "I didn't mean to say what I said."

"I know you and Thalia were mad at dad, I understand." Sara said.

"Thalia was 7 months pregnant when we met you, she has two other children she was stressed, but I was angry, and I shouldn't have taken it out on you." Daphne said.

"It's ok, I'm angry at him too." Sara said. "You said dad wasn't who we thought he was, is that because of his affair and keeping you a secret or something else, because I feel like he's hiding something." Daphne said.

"My mom died a few hours after I was born." Sara said, "I didn't know how, until I was 10, and I found out she left me at the hospital, and she... she killed herself. After everything that happened whilst she was pregnant, she couldn't live with it."

Daphne's heart stopped, "I'm sorry."

"So, why did you want to meet me?" Sara asked, quickly changing the subject.

"I'm getting married." Daphne said, "I want you to come to my wedding."

"Wow, really?" Sara asked, her eyes widening, Daphne nodded, "You're my sister."

"I'd love that, Daphne. I'll be there." Sara said, smiling widely.

"Thank you." Daphne said.

Sara reached across the table, she squeezed Daphne's hand. "I want to get to know you and Thalia, I always have since I met you." Sara said. "I'd like that, Sara" Daphne said.

"So tell me, what do you do for a living?" Sara asked.

"I'm a detective, my partners and I have an office not far from here." Daphne said, "What about you, what do you do?"

There was a pause, "I'm unemployed. I quit my job when I went looking for my dad. I haven't had a job in a few years, but I worked a couple of shifts in diners and bars when I stopped for a few days." Sara said.

There was something that Daphne noticed, and not just from being a detective, but growing up with an older, stubborner sister, Daphne could tell when someone was lying.

Sara was hiding something.

THE END