Przedstawiamy kolejną część opowiadania Neli Sikorskiej z klasy 1g
Both detectives quickly got up and left, taking the files with them. The short black haired woman looked over to the blond man.
„How was you’re date with Lisa?” Asked Stella.
„It was … quite an experience.” Replied the green eyed man.
The woman adjusted her round mint colored glasses and laughed.
„Was it that bad, or are you just being a drama queen?” The pale man laughed along.
„That’s rich comming from you.” He defended.
„Right.” Exclaimed Stella, opening the file in the process and looking through it.”We should go to her building. Here it says that she lived on Saint Vincent Street. We can ask her landlord a few questions.” The Brit nodded.
„Seems good enough.”
In no time they were at the desired location. Stella dusted herself a bit as James rang the doorbell. This was never an easy part of the job. A muffed „coming” could be heard trough the door. An elderly lady opened the door, she had light brown hair and a tired smile on her lips. She was wearing a pair of blue glasses, a violet and yellow floral dress with small black shoes. She smelled like an odd combination of cookies and fresh laundry. She looked basically like a grandma, who she probably was. James gave her one of his charming smiles and introduced himself.
„I’m sorry to bother you Ma’am, but we have a few questions about Agnes.”
The older woman gasped quietly at the mention of the name, her eyes becoming shiny.
„Oh…. yes please come in…” She choked out. She let them in and closed the door behind them.
Her walls were decorated with pictures of various family member, they could only assume that those were her children. She quickly fetched them some tea and sat down in a big chair while the detectives were sitting on a big couch. She opend a box full of cookies and offereed them to the couple. Each of them took one. Estella’s eyes landed on a picture of two women in a wedding dress smiling and laughing, she looked at it smiling slightly. The woman caught on and laughed.
„Wasn’t she beautiful? We got married on 7th May, 1982. Oh how young we were! The whole world was bigger back then you know? We meet in the library. Trisha couldn’t speak one word in English when she came here from France! But we managed … and now look at all the things that we accomplished. We raised three amazing children and are blessed with six amazing grandchildren! Unfortunately, my wife has gone shopping, you missed her by mere minutes. She won’t be back till later.” The woman explained. „Plus. Trish spoke to her only once! When she wanted to borrow sugar for a birthday cake she was making for her friend.” The two detectives nodded.
„Who was Agnes to you?”
Asked Stella , while taking out her notepad from her green backpack.
„Oh, well what can I say… Agnes was a lovely young lady… but that seemed odd that she never brought friends over or something like that! Yes, she went out once in a while maybe once a week or two, but it was always quiet up in the flat. We never had such a quiet person living there … and that says something! I mean once we rented the flat to a mute man and his wonderful girlfriend.”
„Do you perhaps know where she went out?”
„Oh goodness no! Who am I? Her mother? No. Agnes was a responsible adult or so I thought …” She took a deep breath to calm herself and continued.
„Maby she was simply to quiet for her own good.”
„Did she adapt a strange behaviour of some sort at any point ?” Asked James.
„Now that you mention it … Trish usually brings her her mail upstairs but that day she was sick so I insisted on doing it instead. When I opened the mailbox is was greeted with a strange red envelope with a golden logo on it. It was sealed with golden wax. I thought it’s some sort of weird advertisement or maybe some sort of wedding invitation. I gave it to her, it looked as if time stopped for her! I asked „Agnes dear, are you all right? You look like you’ve seen a ghost !” And I swear to you she replied with „I might as well become one soon” I just laughed it off and asked if the weeding she’s invited to is that bad and she simply shoke her head smiled and said „Yes. My cousin is getting married and said that the invitations were running late. I’m just worried that I won’t find the right present or that one of my family members will embarrass me.” But the strangest thing was that I saw that she started to pick up her mail herself, and I swear I saw at least three of those letters in only two months!”
The two adults shared a look.
„Do you perhaps have one of those envelopes?” Asked James hopefully.
„Hmh … oh! Yes I believe my wonderful wife has one stored away.”
„Why didn’t you give it to the police?” Asked James.
„My dear lover doesn’t trust the police … as strange as it sounds. We consider everyone who rented the flat above us family. We saw little children growing up and couples getting married. And I don’t think you would betray your family, would you?”
Stella nodded, she understood the woman. She herself had a big family not only in the U.S but her grandparents lived in Spain.
James understood the woman too. He may never had a good relationship with his parents or his annoying sister, but he was loved unconditionally as a kid in the Schuyler household, without Stella and her family he would be long gone.
The British woman stood up and walked to the kitchen were she opened a cupboard and took out a cookie box and carefully took out the envelope and handed it to the two detectives.
„Thank you.” Said Estella carefully placing it inside her backpack.
„We would like to see her room.” Said James with a hint of a sad smile.
„I don’t think you’ll find much, but right this way.”