Artie and Sam on the beach , watching Puck "climbing down" of a cove.
"Funny sort of cove altogether. Do you know what I think about Puck? Sam said.
"What?" Artie said.
"He's a wrong one." Sam said.
"In what way?" Artie asked.
"I don't know exactly. But I wouldn't trust him a yard." Sam said.
Puck comes panting to them.
"Well, we're up against it. It's in the house or nowhere." Puck said.
Sam, Puck, and Artie creeping along the corridor. in the house
"There's someone there... someone in the room where Kurt and Brittany were murdered." Sam Said.
"On the count of three, we're all going to charge the door. Whoever it is can't fight all three of us at once." Artie counts to three, then ALL charge door. Burst in to find Blaine with his hands full of clothes.
"Sorry, Blaine. Heard someone moving about in here, and thought – well –" Sam said.
"I'm sorry, you guys, I was just moving my things." Blaine said.
"Of course. Of course. Go." Artie said.
"I think we're finished. I can feel that we're not going to find anything." Puck said.
"He moves really quietly for so innocent a cause. I didn't hear him come upstairs." Sam said.
"I suppose that's why we assumed that it had to be a stranger moving around here. Well, gentlemen, that settles it. There is no one on the island except our ten selves. So we've been wrong all along! Built up a nightmare of superstition and fantasy all because of the coincidence of two deaths!" Puck told.
"And yet, you know, the argument holds. And I know Mike and Mercedes weren't suicidal." Artie said.
"Could it have been an accident?" Puck said.
"That's one weird accident. But about Kurt and Brittany. It's possible, isn't it that it might have been an accident?" Sam said.
Puck to Sam. "What's the point of making yourself offensive? We're all in the same boat. We've got to pull together. What about your own little spot of perjury?"
"That's a foul lie! You may try to shut me up, Puck, but there's things I want to know... about YOU!"
"About me?" Puck responded.
"Yes. Why did you bring a revolver down here on a pleasant social visit?" Sam said.
"I brought it because I expected to run into a spot of trouble." Puck resonded.
"You didn't tell us that last night. Were you holding out on us?" Sam reply.
"I allowed you to think that I was asked here in the same way as most of the others. That's not quite true. As a matter of fact I was approached by a guy named Harry. He offered me a hundred dollars to come down here and keep my eyes open – said I'd got a reputation for being a good man in a tight place. That's all. Then he just shut up like a clam. I could take it or leave it, that's what he said, verbatim. I took it." Puck said.
"Why didn't you tell us this last night?" Sam responded to him.
"How was I to know that last night wasn't exactly the eventuality I was here to cope with?" Puck said.
"But now you think differently?" Artie said.
"Yes. Now I believe that I'm in the same boat as the rest of you. That hundred dollars was just Mr. Weston's little bit of cheese to get me into the trap along with the rest of you. Because we are in a trap. Kurt's death! Mercedes Mike's! Brittany. The disappearing soldier boys on the dinner table! Oh, yes, Mr. Weston's hand is plainly to be seen – but where is Mr. Weston himself?" Puck said.
The Girls call them for Lunch. as they were going to the dinning table.
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And Then There Were Fewer
Mystery / ThrillerFourteen people, all were friends while they where in school, and some are while out. And are invited to Atlantic Beach, off the New York Coast. Quinn Fabray, a former governess, thinks she has been hired as a secretary; Noah Puckerman, an adventure...
