Antiques Flee Market (2008)
“I go on record as stating that this does not establish a precedent.
I, Vivian Borne, took it upon myself to solve the murder of Walter Yeager for two reasons.
First, I could no longer count on Brandy to be my faithful little Watson; as you have seen, the child had become a basket case, and had I involved her in my attempt to apprehend said murderer, she might have gotten us both killed. And second, because the events that follow happened to me, and me alone, meaning that I not only have a rig...ht to write this chapter, but to do so without a word-count limitation to cut me off in mid-sentence!
As you may have surmised, I indeed saw something damning in the convenience store’s security tape that I did not share with my daughter; this happened only after I had accidently rewound it to the night before Walter was killed. So it was pure luck (or perhaps God Himself) that took Brandy out of the house, enabling me to act upon my suspicions without endangering the dear girl.
As soon as she left—looking quite lovely, I must admit (if only Tony Casatto could have seen her like that that afternoon, he might have proposed on the spot!), I marched over to the downstairs phone.MoreLess
I, Vivian Borne, took it upon myself to solve the murder of Walter Yeager for two reasons.
First, I could no longer count on Brandy to be my faithful little Watson; as you have seen, the child had become a basket case, and had I involved her in my attempt to apprehend said murderer, she might have gotten us both killed. And second, because the events that follow happened to me, and me alone, meaning that I not only have a rig...ht to write this chapter, but to do so without a word-count limitation to cut me off in mid-sentence!
As you may have surmised, I indeed saw something damning in the convenience store’s security tape that I did not share with my daughter; this happened only after I had accidently rewound it to the night before Walter was killed. So it was pure luck (or perhaps God Himself) that took Brandy out of the house, enabling me to act upon my suspicions without endangering the dear girl.
As soon as she left—looking quite lovely, I must admit (if only Tony Casatto could have seen her like that that afternoon, he might have proposed on the spot!), I marched over to the downstairs phone.MoreLess
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