Bloody Weekend
Chapter 62
Natasha leaned back in her chair. Her lips are blue.
He said stiffly and in a very weak voice, ”I feel unwell. If only Peter... Peter..”
Eloise went around the table, walked up to her, and then
send Natasha's body to the side. Natasha's head drooped forward. Eloise bowed, then raised Narasha's eyes. Then he stood up straight.
”A simple and predictable death
no pain at all.”
Graciela looked at him wildly. He was very surprised.
”Hungry? Definitely not.”
His mind started working.
”There must be something in that tea. Something that
fused itself. He chose that way out
apparently?”
Eloise shook her head softly.
”Oh, not , what a pity. It was meant for you Miss West. It's in your cup.”
”For me?” Graciela's voice sounded in disbelief.
”But didn't I try to help him?”
”It doesn't mean. Have you seen one
the dog that got tangled? He will bite anyone who touches him even though he intends to help him. Just know that you
know the secret, and by the rules, you should also get rid of.”
Slow slow Graciela said, ”And you forced me to put the cup back into the tray. So you aim... You aimed at him..?”
Calmly Eloise interrupts, ”No, no, Miss West. I don't know what's in your cup. I just thought there might be something there. And if the cup is on the tray, there's a chance he's drinking from that cup or from another one and well, how did that happen. I think a solution like this is better. For himself and for his two innocent children.”
With subtly added, ”You are tired once,
no?”
Graciella nodded.
”When did you start expecting Miss Hope?” tanyak. .
”I don't know for sure. The scene is set. I have felt it since the beginning. But for a long time I didn't realize that it was arranged by Natasha Hamilton and that she showed that attitude because she played the ball herself. I wonder would
simplicity and complexity of this. But then I realized that it was your sincerity that I fought against, and that you were helped and encouraged by your own family, as soon as they understood what you wanted to do!”
”Because it was Peter's last request! That's what she said when she said, ‘Graciela ’. That request is contained in that one word. He asked me to protect Natasha. Because she loves Natasha so much. I think even she was stalking Natasha more than she had ever realized. She loves Natasha even more than Karen Clark or more than me. Natasha is his. And Peter always loved what he wanted. He knew the only person who could protect Natasha from the consequences of her actions was me. And he knows for sure that I want to do whatever he wants, because I love him.”
”And you instantly start,” said Eloise Hope gloomily.
”Yes. The first thing I thought about was taking the gun away from him, then dropping it into a fish pond. Thus, the prints
his finger will disappear due to being submerged in water. Waktu
then I heard that Peter had been shot with another gun, and I was looking for it. And of course I found it, because I knew very well in that place how Natasha would hide it. I'm one or two minutes faster than Inspector Larkspur's men.”
He paused for a while, then continued, ”I keep the gun in my big bag, until I can take it to London. Then I hide it in my studio, until I can bring it back, and I put it in the police can't find it.”
”In that clay fish,” murmured Eloise.
”How do you know that? Right, I'm in
it was in a foam bag, and I tied the wrapper up with wire, and I stuck the clay around it. Because, the police certainly can not damage the work of an artist, right? How did you get to know where it was?”
”Your choice to make a fish. But about the fingerprint... how do you get the fingerprint?”
”From a blind old man, he's a matchmaker on a street corner near my studio. He doesn't know what I'm asking him to hold for a while, while I'm spending money!”
Eloise looked at him for a moment.
”Excellent!” muttered. ”You are one of the best opponents I have ever faced, Miss West.”
”But not my jaded play, always have to try to be a step faster than you.”
”I know. I began to realize the truth when I saw that the pattern was always
not to involve just one person, but to involve everyone in The Blossom, except Natasha Hamilton. Every clue was always pointing in the opposite direction to him. You have drawn a sakura tree to draw my attention, and make yourself suspicious. Julia Cavendish, who knows exactly what she's doing
you do, have fun by stripping that poor Inspector Larkspur in all directions. On Shawn Cavendish, on Ryan Cavendish, and even on himself."
”Yes, there is only one thing to do when
we want to free someone who
he was guilty of suspicion. We must give the impression of guilt to others, but never lead to one particular person. Therefore, every clue seems to give hope, which then slowly disappears, until it ends completely.”
Graciela stared at the figure curled up with a wiggle in the chair in front of her. ”You're sorry, Natasha," he said.
”Is that how you feel all this time?” ask Eloise in surprise.
”I think so. Natasha loves Peter. But unfortunately he did not want to love her as she was. He built a throne for Peter, and called it all the great, noble, and unselfish qualities of a saint. Whereas if an idol has been affected, there is nothing left.”
He paused for a while, then continued, ”But Peter is much better than an idol on the throne. He is real, alive, and passionate. He was generous, warm, and lively, and he was a great doctor, yes, a great doctor! Now he has died, and the world has
lost a very big man. And I lost the only man I loved.”
