Chapter Eight
Aftermath
"Well, looks like you did us a favor here, men." said the Chief of Police. "I reckon she would've gotten away with it too, if you hadn't figured out that she was the killer. Do you know that she was also the closest relative of both Plum and White? That's why she made sure that they died as well, so she would get their share of the will."
"Thanks much, Chief." smiled Mr. Green. It was the day after the murder of Mr. Boddy. The sun was shining and birds twittering away in the trees. Green though it was hard to believe that the night before several sinister murders occurred in the cheerful-looking house behind him.
"And, that's not all." said the chief. "His will states that the person who figures out the identity of his killer will inherit his entire estate."
"What on earth?" Green shouted. "How could he know he was going to die that night?"
"Apparently, he had been receiving death threats from Mrs. Peacock for some time. He knew if he invited her, along with the rest of you, he was bound to die. I guess he just felt generous." he laughed.
Mr. Green looked up at his new home. He turned around and looked at Mr. Gold.
"No," he said, "I want Gold to have the mansion. He deserves it more than anyone."
Mr. Gold looked up at the house which had been his home for ten years. He turned around and looked at Mr. Green
"Thank you so much, Green. How can I ever repay you?" he said to Green.
"Well, you could stop hugging me right now." Green laughed. It was a beautiful summer day, he had caught a dangerous murderer, and he knew his wife was making chicken parmesan for dinner. Life couldn't get much better than that.
The End