Captain a full list of his employees in his home that could verify his comings and goings of the last night and month before if needed. Then Mr. Cline provided the Captain of a list of possible enemies that would go after him through his wife. A list that included Mr. Genus.
Chapter 9
On the day that would have been the day before Jo’s engagement party nearly the entire town gathered in honor of Katherine Cline . The death of Katherine had changed so many things in everyone’s lives. Mr. Cline had been struggling to make it to work every day leaving Mr. Genus to handle most everything at the office. Mr. Kinsley had been struggling to get Jo to open up to him and to keep her from pulling so far away from him that it broke their engagement. And Jo well, she was dealing with many things that she did n o t feel she could explain to anyone causing her to withdraw from everyone.
“Jo are you going to help me or not?” Jo was laying fully dressed on her bed trying her best to avoid the gathering that was going on downstairs and trying to figure out why it was she kep t thinking she was hearing her a unt. It was rather hard to have to deal with something like that which could be a good sign that she was going insane .
“You are not really here! I know that it is n o t possible.” Jo put her pillow over her head to ignore what she knew was n o t possible to hear. What was her mind doing to her causing her to think that she was hearing her a unt?
“Josephine! I know that you can hear me. Just look at me!” This was a first. In all of the times that Katherine had called out to Jo for help she had never demanded her to look. This peaked Jo’s curiosity enough to cause her t o peer out from under her pillow and looked in the direction of the sound.
“You canno t be my a unt. Aunt Katherine was murdered. You can no t really be here.” Jo removed the pillow farther from her head and gasped when she spotted a transparent form in the corner of her room that sure enough looked just like her a unt. She grabbed at the blanket and pillow and scrambled back against her headboard.
“Calm down. I know that it is shocking and I can no t explain why exactly it is that I am able to talk to you but I can. And you seem to be the only person who can see or hear me. Can you please just listen I need your help and you are the only one who I can ask .” Jo did the best to gather her wits about her.
“How am I ever going to be able to help you?” Aunt looked around as if she was making sure that she and Jo were really alone. Jo continued to wonder how it wa s that she was able to see her a unt but then decided to dismiss thinking about it too much for fear of causing a headache.
“I know who killed me. I need your help proving it.” J ust as Jo was about to ask her a unt who a knock sounded on her door and Katherine ’s figure disappeared. Jo found herself as shock ed at the disappearance of her a unt’s figure as she had b een at the discovery of it in the first place. Before she could gather her wits about her the door opened and Mr. Genus rushed in and stopped just short of the bed on which Jo lay .
“Josephine, everyone is asking about you. ” Mr. Genus took a minute to look at the pale form of Jo lying on the bed. “ I think that you should come down and help your u ncle with all the guests.” Jo took a deep breath before responding to Mr. Genus.
“Alright, let me just gather myself and I will be right down.” Mr. Genus had noticed the paleness and scared look on Jo’s face when he had come in but chose not to comment . Since the death of Katherine he was doing his best to be more distant and show less visible interest in Jo seems how he had been questioned several times extensively about his whereabouts on the night of Katherine ’s death.
Mr. Genus left the room and Jo waited in her room not moving for a minute to see if the illusion of her a unt would reappear. After a long time of waiting she
Chapter 9
On the day that would have been the day before Jo’s engagement party nearly the entire town gathered in honor of Katherine Cline . The death of Katherine had changed so many things in everyone’s lives. Mr. Cline had been struggling to make it to work every day leaving Mr. Genus to handle most everything at the office. Mr. Kinsley had been struggling to get Jo to open up to him and to keep her from pulling so far away from him that it broke their engagement. And Jo well, she was dealing with many things that she did n o t feel she could explain to anyone causing her to withdraw from everyone.
“Jo are you going to help me or not?” Jo was laying fully dressed on her bed trying her best to avoid the gathering that was going on downstairs and trying to figure out why it was she kep t thinking she was hearing her a unt. It was rather hard to have to deal with something like that which could be a good sign that she was going insane .
“You are not really here! I know that it is n o t possible.” Jo put her pillow over her head to ignore what she knew was n o t possible to hear. What was her mind doing to her causing her to think that she was hearing her a unt?
“Josephine! I know that you can hear me. Just look at me!” This was a first. In all of the times that Katherine had called out to Jo for help she had never demanded her to look. This peaked Jo’s curiosity enough to cause her t o peer out from under her pillow and looked in the direction of the sound.
“You canno t be my a unt. Aunt Katherine was murdered. You can no t really be here.” Jo removed the pillow farther from her head and gasped when she spotted a transparent form in the corner of her room that sure enough looked just like her a unt. She grabbed at the blanket and pillow and scrambled back against her headboard.
“Calm down. I know that it is shocking and I can no t explain why exactly it is that I am able to talk to you but I can. And you seem to be the only person who can see or hear me. Can you please just listen I need your help and you are the only one who I can ask .” Jo did the best to gather her wits about her.
“How am I ever going to be able to help you?” Aunt looked around as if she was making sure that she and Jo were really alone. Jo continued to wonder how it wa s that she was able to see her a unt but then decided to dismiss thinking about it too much for fear of causing a headache.
“I know who killed me. I need your help proving it.” J ust as Jo was about to ask her a unt who a knock sounded on her door and Katherine ’s figure disappeared. Jo found herself as shock ed at the disappearance of her a unt’s figure as she had b een at the discovery of it in the first place. Before she could gather her wits about her the door opened and Mr. Genus rushed in and stopped just short of the bed on which Jo lay .
“Josephine, everyone is asking about you. ” Mr. Genus took a minute to look at the pale form of Jo lying on the bed. “ I think that you should come down and help your u ncle with all the guests.” Jo took a deep breath before responding to Mr. Genus.
“Alright, let me just gather myself and I will be right down.” Mr. Genus had noticed the paleness and scared look on Jo’s face when he had come in but chose not to comment . Since the death of Katherine he was doing his best to be more distant and show less visible interest in Jo seems how he had been questioned several times extensively about his whereabouts on the night of Katherine ’s death.
Mr. Genus left the room and Jo waited in her room not moving for a minute to see if the illusion of her a unt would reappear. After a long time of waiting she
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