Chapter 7

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When Enola could finally breath normally again, she opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was Tewksbury. 

"Is my dress damaged ?" She asked, smiling.

He looked at her and sighed in relief, laughing at the same time.

"What happened ?" she asked.

"Um, well you were almost killed, oh and don't scare me like that ever again by the way, and then two gendarmes came out of nowhere and tied the guy up."

"Oh. At least my corkscrew was perfect." she said. "But who sent the gendarmes ?"

The boy shrugged.

"I did." A voice said.

Enola turned her head towards the sound.

"Sherlock."

"Enola." He nodded his head in greeting.

"What are you doing here ?"

"Working on a case. What are you doing here ?"

"Same as you."

"Did you figure it out ?"

"Of course. Did you ?"

"Yes I did."

"Okay then. G.W is for George Williams. A friend of the Tewksburys."

"But he wasn't really a friend of this family."

"Actually, he hated them."

"Because he and Lady Tewksbury were lovers when they were young."

"But she didn't marry him."

"So he wanted to take revenge."

"By threatening and trying to kill their son."

"He placed a message in the journal."

"Knowing that I would find it."

"And payed someone to create chaos during the ball."

"So no one would notice when they'd take William."

"But it didn't work out."

"Because you sent the police."

"And you protected everyone. I have to say, sister, I'm quite impressed."

"Once again, you forgot that you're not the only detective of the family."



Enola and TewksburyOnde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora