This is a murder mystery .The Pevensie children are staying with a family friend in a country mansion almost like Professor Kirke'. parents are on a trip to Scotland. There are six more guests at the house. Most of the guests are being blackmailed by Thomas. There are also the servants who are not suspects. I only own my ocs. Murder is going to happen right in the first chapter
Sylvia: hostess not a suspect though she is named in her husband's will
John: guest suspect# 1 was being blackmailed by Thomas
Dorothy: guest suspect # 2 also being blackmailed.
Robert: guest suspect # 3 has a grudge against Thomas. his company was sued by him.
Bertha: guest suspect #4 being blackmailed
Arthur: guest suspect# 5 was cheated out of a hundred pounds during a card game.
Mary:guest Suspect #6:also being blackmailed
Normally when Helen and George Pevensie went on a holiday they did one of two things took their four children with and it turned into a family holiday or let them stay home and had the neighbour look in on them .But this time Helen received a phone call from an old finishing school friend ,Sylvia, asking if the children could spend a few weeks with her and her husband at their country estate.
Now they stood in front of a four story tudor style estate with turrets and a curving staircase leading up to the oak french doors. Peter pulled the rope and they could hear chimes coming from inside the mansion,the door opened and a dour looking man looked at them.
"This way." was all he said before stepping back . The four of them looked at each other then followed the man into the front front room had swirl marble floors .several pictures by famous artists and a large fern in a corner. There was also a fountain in the middle of the room.
"What's the point of that." Edmund asked referring to the fountain.
"Wow these people are opulent" Susan commented
Edmund looked at her then turned to Peter,"I wish she'd speak English like the rest of us."
"I was." Susan said in injured tones.
"That means they're rich." Peter said.
"She could have just said that." Edmund said dryly.
Peter laughed ,then looked over at Lucy,who had been silent,she was hopping from one foot to the next.
"Lu,what are you doing." he asked.
"I need to go to the bathroom." Lucy said.
"You were supposed to go before we told you." Susan said,"We can't go wandering about someone house looking for a 's rude."
"I think we can make an exception unless you want her to have an accident." Peter said taking Lucy's hand ."Who knows we might run into the creepy butler or another servant who might show us where the bathrooms are" they left the front room.
Edmund wandered over to one of the paintings ,"I wonder if these are originals are duplicates."
"They're originals." a soft female voice said .A lovely woman about thirty glided into the room she had light brown hair arranged on in a french braid with a few tendrils escaping smiled.
"I'm Sylvia,you must be the Pevensie children,but I thought there were four of you." she said looking a bit confused.
"Our older brother Peter took our little sister Lucy to find a bathroom." Susan explained,"I'm Susan and this is Edmund."
Sylvia nodded,"Well,we'll wait for them and I can show you all to your rooms at the same time. I hope you don't mind,but for some reason my husband invited five other guests to spend a week with us."
They shook their heads .Peter and Lucy came back into the room.
Sylvia smiled at them,"Now that were all here,I can show you your rooms."
They met the other guests at dinner,three men and three women Sylvia introduced them,"Everyone these are the children of a very dear friend of mine from finishing school,Peter,Susan ,Edmund and Lucy ,these are some friends of ours and my husband Thomas." she said motioning to a man seated at the head of the table in front of him was a rack of lamb.
Throughout the course of the dinner they found out the names of the other guests sitting on the right side from left to right was John,Bertha and Mary all of them were involved in some sort of business,Mary and Bertha both had rich tycoon husbands and John owned his own clothing department.
On the left side of the table was Robert ,Dorothy and Arthur. They also were involved in business of some sort,Robert was an entrapneur .Arthur owned several shoe stores and Dorothy's husband had died leaving her with millions from his company.
Soon as dinner was over everyone retired to parlour for dessert.
"So."Mary said looking over at the children,"Where do you children live."
"Finchley." Peter said.
"Oh are you in any way related to Harold Pevensie the rich tycoon." Bertha asked.
"Not really." Susan replied wondering why that even mattered.
"Oh."Bertha looked disappointed.
"Where does your father work." Robert asked.
"He's a pilot he flew domestic planes then he flew aircraft carriers for the RAF " Edmund said proudly.
"I detest talk of unpleasant things .I wish I could sleep until this nasty war was over." Bertha said.
"Where's Thomas." Arthur asked suddenly.
"He normally takes a brandy and cigar in his office."Sylvia explained.
Several hours passed,at different times the guests left the room for different reasons.A few minutes after Dorothy left for the second time ,they heard a blood curdling scream coming from the study,everyone ran toward the study and pushed their way inside.
Dorothy was standing in the middle of the room,screaming,lying in the middle of the floor was Thomas ,with a pair of scissors sticking out of his back,there was also a pool of blood surrounding him.
Sylvia fainted and Arthur caught her. Peter pushed Lucy behind him. Susan paled and turned away. Edmund who had devoured every single Sherlock Holmes mystery he could get his hands on, looked around,he spotted a stack of papers lightly in disarray lying on the desk and picked them they might be very useful.
Later that night after the other guests had gone to bed,the four of them gathered in the boys' room to talk about the mysterious murder of their host.
"Who would do such a thing,he seemed so nice ." Susan said.
"That's the keyword "seemed" he was actually blackmailing the guests." Peter said looking up from the manuscript.
"Did the other guests know."Susan asked.
"I would think so,but the question is who knows what and who did it." Edmund said