search underway at the lake. Nothing of the
last couple of days had been making sense until this morning. And
this house could offer more to the investigation then you’re aware.
So let me put you at ease, whatever you’ve got to share with me,
I’m sure it’s important enough for me to waste some
time.”
“ She’s so happy to be
playing with someone.”
Andrew turned away from the window.
“Even if he’s a five-year-old brutally murdered boy murdered by the
one person he had trusted, and I could do nothing to help
him.”
“ He’s murdered?” Helen
asked shocked.
Andrew tried to hold back the tears.
“Yes.”
“ That might explain the
strange events.”
“ Like what?”
“ Olivia’s friend and his
mother I think need help.”
Helen looked out the window again.
Olivia ran circles around her tea set, laughing and calling out for
her friend to catch her. Her long blond locks bounced and flew
gently through the light breeze.
Helen turned to Andrew. “She’ll be
fine there. I need to show you something.”
“ Lead the way.”
“ Do you know what happened
to them?”
“ Not exactly, all we know
is that they‘ve left town and suddenly they appear in the lake
attacking anyone in reach.”
Helen walked upstairs. “I just don’t
understand why they insist on me helping them.”
“ Probably because the boy
has attached himself to your daughter, because they shy away from
men.”
“ Maybe, but I think
there’s more to it.”
“ Whatever it is, we need
to work it out and fast.”
Helen climbed the stairs quickly. “The
woman spoke to me.”
Andrew got the feeling she didn’t want
to feel trapped on the stairs.
“ She spoke to
you?”
Helen stopped in the passage and
turned to Andrew.
“ Yes, she was in my room
and she blocked me in the passage, right here.”
“ What did she
say?”
“ She wants me to find them
and him and make him pay. Do you make any sense of this, because I
don’t have a clue what this means.”
Andrew felt weak and dizzy. “She
didn’t say anything else?”
“ No, but she’s insistent
that I help her.”
Helen stepped into the room, Andrew
trended carefully fearing an attack from Janet. The room was empty.
The curtains are wide open and the bed neatly made. The room’s
neatly kept.
“ How many times had she
spoken to you?”
Helen turned into the passage. “Only
once, but her voice was strong she didn’t need to repeat herself. I
also sensed something in the basement although I think it was
her.”
Andrew followed.
“ And the boy, did he speak
to you.”
“ No, just showed me
something.”
“ What did he show
you?”
Helen walked to Olivia’s room. “Follow
me and I’ll show you. Yesterday afternoon Olivia and I were in the
lounge watching TV. Olivia was playing on the carpet alone when I
heard something upstairs. I came up here and found the room in a
total mess. Someone pulled the clothes from the closet and
scattered it around the room. The curtains hung off the rail and
the toys stacked into two piles, toys that appeal to boys and the
rest. The carpet had wet marks and the bedding pulled off the bad.
I turned around and saw the boy.” She stopped just outside the
door.
Andrew hung on her every word. “He
showed himself to you?”
“ He stretched his hands
out to me as if he wanted me to comfort him and then he showed
me.”
Andrew swallowed hard. “Showed you
what?”
Helen pointed to the room. “Please,
after you.”
Andrew walked into the room. Olivia’s
room was a typical little girl’s room. He turned his attention to
the wall, where colorful markings were out of place.
“ Olivia didn’t do this
herself?”
“ No.” Helen
replied.
“ Children do strange
things.”
Helen entered the room. “Do you think
she could’ve reached? Besides last night after her bath, that
wasn’t there and she was with me downstairs. After all, the boy
showed it to me, and I believe he messed up the room to get
attention.”
“
last couple of days had been making sense until this morning. And
this house could offer more to the investigation then you’re aware.
So let me put you at ease, whatever you’ve got to share with me,
I’m sure it’s important enough for me to waste some
time.”
“ She’s so happy to be
playing with someone.”
Andrew turned away from the window.
“Even if he’s a five-year-old brutally murdered boy murdered by the
one person he had trusted, and I could do nothing to help
him.”
“ He’s murdered?” Helen
asked shocked.
Andrew tried to hold back the tears.
“Yes.”
“ That might explain the
strange events.”
“ Like what?”
“ Olivia’s friend and his
mother I think need help.”
Helen looked out the window again.
Olivia ran circles around her tea set, laughing and calling out for
her friend to catch her. Her long blond locks bounced and flew
gently through the light breeze.
Helen turned to Andrew. “She’ll be
fine there. I need to show you something.”
“ Lead the way.”
“ Do you know what happened
to them?”
“ Not exactly, all we know
is that they‘ve left town and suddenly they appear in the lake
attacking anyone in reach.”
Helen walked upstairs. “I just don’t
understand why they insist on me helping them.”
“ Probably because the boy
has attached himself to your daughter, because they shy away from
men.”
“ Maybe, but I think
there’s more to it.”
“ Whatever it is, we need
to work it out and fast.”
Helen climbed the stairs quickly. “The
woman spoke to me.”
Andrew got the feeling she didn’t want
to feel trapped on the stairs.
“ She spoke to
you?”
Helen stopped in the passage and
turned to Andrew.
“ Yes, she was in my room
and she blocked me in the passage, right here.”
“ What did she
say?”
“ She wants me to find them
and him and make him pay. Do you make any sense of this, because I
don’t have a clue what this means.”
Andrew felt weak and dizzy. “She
didn’t say anything else?”
“ No, but she’s insistent
that I help her.”
Helen stepped into the room, Andrew
trended carefully fearing an attack from Janet. The room was empty.
The curtains are wide open and the bed neatly made. The room’s
neatly kept.
“ How many times had she
spoken to you?”
Helen turned into the passage. “Only
once, but her voice was strong she didn’t need to repeat herself. I
also sensed something in the basement although I think it was
her.”
Andrew followed.
“ And the boy, did he speak
to you.”
“ No, just showed me
something.”
“ What did he show
you?”
Helen walked to Olivia’s room. “Follow
me and I’ll show you. Yesterday afternoon Olivia and I were in the
lounge watching TV. Olivia was playing on the carpet alone when I
heard something upstairs. I came up here and found the room in a
total mess. Someone pulled the clothes from the closet and
scattered it around the room. The curtains hung off the rail and
the toys stacked into two piles, toys that appeal to boys and the
rest. The carpet had wet marks and the bedding pulled off the bad.
I turned around and saw the boy.” She stopped just outside the
door.
Andrew hung on her every word. “He
showed himself to you?”
“ He stretched his hands
out to me as if he wanted me to comfort him and then he showed
me.”
Andrew swallowed hard. “Showed you
what?”
Helen pointed to the room. “Please,
after you.”
Andrew walked into the room. Olivia’s
room was a typical little girl’s room. He turned his attention to
the wall, where colorful markings were out of place.
“ Olivia didn’t do this
herself?”
“ No.” Helen
replied.
“ Children do strange
things.”
Helen entered the room. “Do you think
she could’ve reached? Besides last night after her bath, that
wasn’t there and she was with me downstairs. After all, the boy
showed it to me, and I believe he messed up the room to get
attention.”
“
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