The door to the left of Miss Brown burst open and Kevin Lawver stormed into the room, pulling Marli and a scruffy looking man behind him. I assumed the man was the elusive Mr. Mess.

“Just in time!” cheered Miss Brown, clapping her hands.

“You can’t do this!” screamed Marli. “We haven’t done anything to you!”

“Oh, shut up, Mar. You knew what you were getting yourself into, sending your lover here to murder me so you could steal my inheritance for yourself.”

“What are you talking about? He told me he was going to run an errand!”

“Don’t play coy with me, sis. I know you better than that.”

Mess, who had remained quiet thus far, suddenly lashed out with his elbow, clipping Kevin in the chin. Kevin reeled back, tripped over a chair, and fell to the ground, his gun breaking loose and sliding across the tile floor to my feet.

Lucky me, I thought, as I dropped to grab the weapon off the floor. Now let’s get some answers.