When Corpses Lie

Emotionless Conspiracies

- Wha... What happened?

- This one is a feisty one. But I think I got it. - Stella tried to resist. - There's some fight in you after all.

- Let me go. I did nothing wrong. - She said.

- You do realize that no one escapes the law, right? - Louise said. She was surging with power.

- What do you mean?

- Well, you're here... Because Stan was murdered.

- Who's that? - I took my phone and showed her a picture. Louise got curious:

- When did you took that? - I looked at the picture. Robert, me and Stan were all so happy. No one could predict that that would happen. My eyes started watering.

- One month ago.

- Anyway... - Stella interrupted us. - I don't know who he is...

- Doesn't matter. To start getting your revenge you killed him and tried to isolate all of us so we couldn't go after you. You just didn't thought that Louise was such an action woman. I myself didn't think so. - Louise smiled.

- I didn't do it.

- Oh really? Fantastic. - Louise said. - It's probably our mistake. You can go.

- Take it down a knotch. - I said, laughing. - Where were you last night?

- I was on the beach, watching Laura and Frank crumble apart.

- What happened then?

- I heard them yelling and then they both went different directions. After a few minutes watching Frank I heard something heavy fall by the beach and I snapped back to reality. I took off then.

- Ok. I don't think you did. - I said.

- What? - Louise said.

- I believe her. But she can't go just yet. Grab her. - Louise responded immediately. Her arms locked on with Stella's arms immediately. I picked up a rope that was nearby and tied her into a chair.

- You can't do this too me!

- Actually, I can. Detectives can. - She tried to resist but her attempts were in vain. Louise and I kept talking normally, like if nothing had happened.

- So, I asked some questions. Apparently June saw Robert entering the office and then leaving.

- He has an alibi... He couldn't have killed Robert, which gives him absolutely no reason. - I said. - Unless... No, it couldn't have been.

- What?

- Stella, did Laura step away or went into the house after her fight with Frank?

- Go to hell. - She answered.

- You do know that you're just burying yourself in quicksand, right?

- She went away from the house. - She answered.

- Ok. Thanks. I was thinking if Laura and Robert had grouped up and Laura had killed Stan while he took care of the evidence. But that would make no sense.

- Yeah, I don't think Robert did it. Why would he bash his own head in? - She said. She didn't even sound like a doctor anymore.

- Exactly. It doesn't make sense. - I took a deep breath. - We need more evidence. I'm going to email his wife. I haven't even informed her.

I went upstairs and unpacked my computer from the briefcase after letting it stay for so long in there. I ran down the stairs and entered the office again.

I emailed his wife something like this:

"Caroline, something bad happened. Your husband died... He was murdered. We're trying to find his murderer but we would appreciate some information about him."

It was a senseless email. I never learnt how to inform someone that their loved one had been murdered. I didn't even send my condolences or said goodbye, just because I didn't want to crumble apart in front of Louise. However, her response was what I least expected.

"Hi, James. I'm sad to hear that Stan died. However, we were divorced since November. I feel bad for you not knowing this. I thought he would have told you.
Anyway, here is all the information I could find."

A ton of information was there. His habits, stuff about his job. But what surprised me the most was his maid. A russian woman named Natasha.