1. The Wakefield Cases; The Licentious Life Of Mr. Lacey, Part 9 ENDING


    Date: 1/2/2016, Categories: Novels, Author: LaPetiteFleur, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    a girl was to deliver it and where it would happen. That night he stole the money from Ellen Johnston, but things did not go as planned. He must have been shocked when he found that the girl not only knew him but could identify him to his father. Upon grabbing the suitcase from Ellen, she would have been startled. Remember, she wore no coat and had no key?” “Yes, that's quite right!” “The key was in her coat pocket, the coat which was pulled off her during her escape from Celio.” “So why is Celio not the murderer?” “He isn't. His girlfriend is. He must have met up with her afterwards. He might even have planned to before the theft to hand over the money. It must have been a very disappointing meeting, for not only did he find out that there weren't nearly as much money as he thought in that suitcase, but he also had to explain to her how he could now be easily caught.” “Oh, goodness! Ira! You don't mean to say he gambled the money?” “He did and he lost them. He even got himself in quite a debt with those people who kidnapped you, but as to what happened with Ellen, I have more to explain. The girlfriend put on Ellen's coat and went to her home where she used the key to get inside. Ellen wasn't shot, Alice, the neighbours would have heard. No, I believe Ellen was stabbed. Ellen didn't scream at the sight of the killed so it must have been unexpected. She trusted her and then she was dead. If we find Celio's girlfriend, we find the murderer.” “A beautiful story! Consider me ...
    impressed! Now, if you will kindly put your hands up! As you see I have upgraded to a pistol!” cried a voice in the darkness. Alice shrieked and my eyes grew wide as Jane stepped into the pale light pouring through the window. “So this is her? This is the one? Look at her! What on earth do you see in her?” sneered Jane. “It doesn't matter now. Mr. Wakefield, drop your weapon!” “How?” I began and then remembered her strange hugs only an hour ago. “Who should I kill first? So difficult to chose!” grinned Jane. “Oh, I know! Your little whore goes first! Then you can watch! You'd like to watch wouldn't you, Ira?” Jane suddenly fell screaming to the floor, holding her thigh. The blast was so incredibly loud, I didn't even notice the inspector pushing me aside and running to Jane. He got her weapon and handed it to a policeman who followed. “Are you hurt? Are you allright?” said inspector Rockford. “Yes,” stammered Alice. I said nothing. Jane was bleeding badly. A third policeman was sent to fetch a ambulance. The inspector handcuffed her in order to stop her from launching out at them. “You bastards! You freaking bastards!” yelled Jane at the top off her lungs. The inspector got her wallet out of her purse. “Jane Dooley? I'm arresting you for the murder of Ellen Johnston and for the attempted murder of Mr. Wakefield and Miss Kite! Officer will you please inform her of her rights?” He then walked towards us. “I hope you'll forgive me for listening in. We saw Miss Dooley arrive and ...
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