Ok next...will we find out the note-writer in this chapter or not?

Disclaimer: you know, if I owned case closed...never mind, too much to type.

"Text" Saying

'Text' Thoughts

OLD LOVE, NEW LOVE

By LSC

CHAPTER TWO: Flowers

Conan stared at the letter and reread it.

'What kind of sicko...?' he thought. But out loud he said, "Rachel, who do you think sent this to you?"

Rachel was stunned. "I...I don't know," she said.

"It has to be someone who knows you live here," Conan told her. "Otherwise, it wouldn't have been hand delivered."

"How do you know it was hand delivered?"

Conan rubbed the back of his neck and smiled nervously. "Well, you see," he said, pointing to the envelope. "If it was sent through the mail, it would have an address and a return address, and plus, they wouldn't leave it under the door; they'd put it in the mailbox."

Rachel thought this over for a second. "You're right," she admitted. "How are you so smart, Conan?"

He hesitated.

"Never mind," she said. "Maybe you watch too much TV."

'Or maybe I'm one of the greatest detectives ever,' he thought egomaniacally. (AN: Is that even a word?)

"I'm home!" Richard Moore called. "Oh, and Rachel...the delivery guy outside said that these were for you. He don't know who they're from." He handed his daughter a bouquet of flowers.

Rachel's face lit up. "They're so beautiful!" she said.

"Look, there's a note, telling who it's from," Conan pointed out.

Rachel took the envelope out from between the flowers in which it was nestled and opened it up. She got the same shocked face again.

"What is it?" said both males in the room.

Rachel said nothing. She dropped the note to the ground and followed it. Conan got to it before Richard did.

Conan stared in shock at the letter.

Rachel-

I am writing this to let you know that you are my everything. You are the sun and the moon to me. I would do anything for you. And if you told me to go to Hell, I would, and I would write you letters from there. Accept these flowers as a gift from me to you. Expect more gifts soon.

Love,

Conan handed the letter to Richard.

"What the hell?!" Richard yelled when he read the note. "Who sent you this?!"

"I don't know," Rachel said, her voice cracking and her eyes welling up with tears of fright.

'Don't worry, Rachel,' Conan thought. 'Detective Jimmy Kudo is on the case!'

Guess we don't find out who wrote the note do we? Actually, we get another note. When will we find it out? Well not now, obviously. If you wanna find out you gotta read more.