The Adventures of Monday Addams and Wednesday Addams

Chapter 51-Evidence

Monday explained to Wednesday and the three went grave digging.

"This reminds me of when you got your first grave-digging kits. You were both so happy, you nearly smiled."

"Are you sure you don't want to join?" Monday asked face covered in dirt.

"Uh... mm... No, that's okay, darling. I don't want to spoil your fun."

Monday and Wednesday continued to shovel until they hit the coffin.

They opened it and saw a rotten corpse. "Moment of truth."

Wednesday inhaled and hummed fondly "Hello, Garrett." She looked at the fingers they were a dark blue "You were right."

Just then a police car pulled up. "Well, well, what do we have here?" The policeman said "Guess there's gonna be an Addams family reunion in lockup tonight. You're both under arrest."

Galpin sighed "Get comfortable. You can post bail in the morning."

Morticia and Gomez began kissing passionately.

"Not even the long arm of the law could keep us apart. At least we'll have one last night together. Yes.

"I've seen jackals with more self-control than you two. Neither one of you are strong enough to serve hard time." Wednesday said.

Monday smirked "And thanks to me, you won't have to."

"I knew our little jailbird would have an escape plan." Gomez said.

Monday pulled one of Garrets fingers out of her pocket. "It's a souvenir from our outing. I borrowed it from Garrett."

Morticia studied the finger "He died from nightshade poisoning. The remarkable preservation of soft tissue and blue tint confirms it. Which means Garrett was dying..."

"Before you stabbed him." Wednesday concluded.

The family gasped before Gomez said to Morticia "You look even more ravishing as an innocent woman."

"Yes."

"For once, could you two get off of each other and focus." Monday said.

Wednesday suddenly flung her head back as always and Mondays eyes turned black and she fell to the floor.

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Prove to me you're still worthy to be called my son!
Kill all those outcasts!

Sneak into that dance and spike the punch bowl.

Addams!

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Morticia looked at her daughters carefully. "Monday, Wednesday. Did you have a vision? What happened? What did you see?"

"The night Garrett died, he had a vial of nightshade poison that broke in his pocket. He wasn't just trying to kill father. He was going to use the nightshade poison to murder the entire school." Monday said horrified still shaking from the vision.

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THE NEXT MORNING IN THE MAYORS OFFICE

"Thank you for seeing us at such short notice, Mr. Mayor."

"Yes, well, veiled threats have that effect." The Mayor said sarcastically.

"Garrett Gates wasn't killed by a stab wound." Wednesday placed the finger on the desk before him. Walker cleared his throat.

"That blue sheen is a telltale sign of nightshade poisoning. But you already knew that, didn't you? Because back when you were sheriff, you were in charge and covered it up." Monday interrogated.

Mayor Walker breathed deeply.
"Ansel Gates hated outcasts and Nevermore. He claimed the land the school was built on was stolen from his family over 200 years ago. Garrett went there that night to spike the punch and kill all the kids at that dance. Ansel confessed the whole thing to me in a drunken stupor. It was his idea."

"Why did you instruct Dr. Anwar to falsify the autopsy report? You knew the truth about how he really died." Monday asked.

"Listen, my job was to keep the peace. If there had been a trial, Jericho's and Nevermore's reputations would have been trashed." The Mayor told them.

"I think the only reputation you were worried about ruining was your own." Wednesday said.

Morticia glared at the Mayor "I remember Garrett bragging to me that his father had the sheriff in his pocket. One year later, you get elected mayor. Hmm. No doubt with the full support of Ansel Gates"

"I resent your implication." The Mayor said carefully.

"What I resent is that you could have prevented Garrett's death if you had done your job when I lodged my complaint about him stalking me. But no. Men like you have no idea what it feels like not to be believed." Morticia seethed at Walker.

The Mayor sighed sadly "What do you want?

"All charges dropped." Monday said "Our father will be released immediately with a full and unequivocal apology from the sheriff's office."

Wednesday looked at the Mayor "Do we have a deal?"