It was mild autumn morning when the case was brought up. My assistant showed me the report of the death of Mr Tom Maguire, the local grocery store owner. He then handed me what seemed to be a suicide note. It read:
‘To my family
Buy the time you have read this letter, I will have ennded my life. You have been great, and I dreat to leeve this world. I’m sory, but I have t to do tis. There is too much deepression, too mush hate and hi want too end it all. Please forgive me. Goodpye.’
“It’s strange,” said my assistant. “Mr Maguire was a stickler for correct grammar. He always hated it when people gave him shopping lists at the store with spelling mistakes all over them.”
“That’s right.” I replied. It was very unusual.
Later on, me and my team went to interview Mr Maguire’s wife, Anna, to see if she knew anything about it. However, all we managed to get out of her was her discovery of two bullet holes in Mr Maguire’s chest (‘It must have been the two-bullet killer’ I thought), a few words of sadness and a series of very loud sobs. We went round to any other members of his family who were living nearby but nobody knew anything.
We came back late in the afternoon. I entered my office and sat behind my desk, where the letter still lay. I read through it over and over again, trying to see if the mistakes were actually clues. Then, it came to me! I quickly looked at the mistakes and wrote down the letters that were supposed to be there. I wrote the letters:
I called my team straight away and we set off to the grocery store. My assistant was off ill for the rest of the day. We went down to the cellar of the store. I slowly opened the door – and found my assistant sitting at a table with a huge sea of pictures in front of him. I looked closely at one picture with a red cross on it and saw that it was Tom Maguire. His revolver was in front of him, bloody stains all over it. There were two bullets loaded inside it.
My assistant was given a thirteen year prison sentence and would have a GPS tracker wrapped around his leg. I didn’t get a new assistant, I never knew if they could be a criminal. And as for Anna Maguire, well, she disappeared without a trace.
✍🏻 A Short Story & Doodle by The Pawsome Lion 🦁