Disclaimer:You know the drill, I don't own Nastume, Marvelous, or Harvest Moon.

Author's note:We're finally here, the final chapter of my first Harvest Moon story, and my first mystery. I'm planning to do a sequel sometime, I just don't know when. Keep watching my account, since I'll be bringing out fanfics in other places.

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"...Cliff." Jack finished.

"Cliff? But why?" Ann asked.

"And how did you come to this conclusion?" Harris asked.

"Well, first of all, there were two books in Mary's Library that had the spine down. She would never leave books like that," Jack said

He pulled out the piece of paper, which had the titles written on it.

"The two books, Common Crops and Life on the Farm, were near Mary's body. Mary probably tipped them like that to give us a clue," Jack said. "My guess is that she used the titles to spell the killer's name. The first letters of both books, C and L, are the first two letters of Cliff's name."

"Is that all?" Harris asked.

Jack shook his head, and pulled out his bloody sickle.

"This sickle was the murder weapon. If you look closely, you can see some purple stains on the wooden handle. I think Cliff had some grape juice on his hands when he grabbed the sickle," Jack said.

"But that doesn't explain the why," Ann said.

"But I can tell you why," a voice at the doorway said.

Everyone turned to see Cliff at the doorway.

"First of all, I have to complement you on your detective work, Jack. I didn't think I left clues like that behind," he said. "And the reason I did it was because of what you did to Ann. When she got back to the inn, she was crying her eyes out. I loved her, but knew that I didn't have a chance..."

"You really showed that when I was imprisoned for something I didn't do," Ann interrupted.

"I couldn't think of a way to get you out without landing myself in there," Cliff said. "Anyways, I wanted Jack to feel as much pain as Ann felt. Since I was sure Mary wouldn't break the engagement, I knew I had to kill her. So I snuck into Saibara's to get a murder weapon."

"My sickle," Jack said.

"An unexpected development, but a nice touch," Cliff said. "The next day, I followed Mary as she went inside the library the next morning. I slammed her against the bookshelf and slit her throat. I threw the sickle into the bushes and left the scene."

The Harris started towards Cliff.

"You'll have to catch me before you can arrest me," Cliff said, and ran. He was a strong runner, thanks to the exercise he got stomping on grapes almost every day.

Harris gave chase, followed closely by Jack. Harris was a little out of shape, since he hasn't needed to chase anyone down in the last couple of years. Despite this, he was able to keep pace.

They entered the Square, and Cliff turned towards the beach. When they entered the beach, they saw Cliff running towards the boat. Harris knew that if he reached that boat, he was gone. So he drew his gin and shot Cliff in the leg.

"Aaah!" Cliff yelled, as he fell face down in the sand.

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After receiving medical treatment, Cliff was put in the cell, while Ann was released. Ann stared daggers at Cliff as they switched places.

After Ann and Jack left, Ann said "Jack, I want to thank you for what you did. And if Mary was here, I'm sure she would be thankfulas well."

"I just wanted to get Mary's killer behind bars. That way, Mary can hopefully rest in peace," Jack said.

"Jack, do you want to...I mean, if you're not too busy...have some lunch with me?" Ann asked.

"Ann, you're a terrific girl, but I think it's too soon for another relationship," Jack said. 'You understand, don't you?"

Ann nodded. Then Jack gave her a peck on the cheek before leaving.

Ann stood there in shock, her hand slowly touching the place where she was kissed. Then she smiled as she went back towards the inn.

The End