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"Well, we found a box of - mementoes - at Melanie Clark&039;s little rented house"

"Mementoes?" I asked with dread

"Yes Pictures"

I shook my head I didn&039;t want to hear raphed Marue Melanie et undressed that way Then she killed hied him"

"So they confessed?"

"Well, Bankston did He was proud"

"So they weren&039;t like Hindley and Brady in the end"

"No Melanie tried to kill herself"

"Oh," I said after a ht her fairly quickly She had taken off her bra and was trying to hang herself with it" So grotesque, but at least it showed hu

"She was sorry," I said softly

"No," Arthur said definitely Sharply "She didn&039;t want to be separated fro to say I handed my cup back to Arthur, who put it on the beside table and automatically refilled it "They were mad we hadn&039;t found the weapon Bankston used to kill Maht They were sure they&039;d planted it where we couldn&039;t help but find it It was a hae, and it had his initials on it But as it turns out, soht they killed her, and the kids only got scared and turned it in tonight Evidently Melanie and Bankston were going to use the golf clubs in the future After you saw Bankston carrying them into his place - he&039;d just showered over at Melanie&039;s after killing the Buckleys, and he was going to get the clubs out of his car at a tiht no one would be out and about at the apart, the only distinctive thing about the set, the next dark night But he kept one or two of the clubs on the off-chance he ht need a weapon Then you and Crusoe found the briefcasewe fell down on that one I don&039;tyou, ondered about Crusoe for a while after that Tonight I was ready to shoot hi into Waites&039;s place with a shotgun, but Jed Crandall&039;s as running out of her gate saying, "My husband and Mr Crusoe have gone down in Bankston Waites&039;s base to see Perry Allison down in that base over Waites&039;s body, and yours, and Phillip&039;s"

"Where is Perry? Does anyone know?" It was Sally&039;s call that had sent h to raise the alaret Phillip away

"He&039;s checked himself into a mental hospital in the city," Arthur said

That was undoubtedly the place for him, but it would be hard on Sally

"Benja him to State Psychiatric for evaluation He also confessed to several other rue&039;s body unhinged hian to cry for so many different reasons I couldn&039;t count theht over a ashrag and wiped ht is off?" Arthur asked seriously I gaped at him in shock until I realized that Arthur - of all people! - wasIt slid all around o back to the station, Roe They&039;re still sorting through the stuff they found in the search, and there&039;s a lot we don&039;t know yet How Bankston got Ma early Why he let Melanie ht it back from so way, and she thought you were the one who liked chocolate creams That was the stupidest criht&039;s insurance office We need to ask more questions, so we can back up these confessions with soht to have a lawyer present, but sooner or later he&039;s gonna regret it and that&039;ll be the end of the confession Back to work for lad to see you colad to see you alive"

"It was close"

"I know" Then he bent over and kissedto be quite a hussy

"I&039;ll be back toone, and for the first time in forever I was alone I was exhausted to the bone, but I could not sleep I was afraid to close my eyes

I turned on the television to CNN, to find that I was on it They were using a picture I&039;d had made when I joined the library staff I looked i

I was on the news I&039;d be in the books when this case joined others in accounts of true murder cases I had seen real murderers and I had al to ponder I flicked the re into the VFW Hall that night, disappointed to see me, maybe, since they expected I would have received and eaten the chocolate by that ti, for soht I remembered how fresh fro in the stolen golf bag the day the Buckleys had been slaughtered He&039;d been so shiny and cleanI had never, never suspected him I heard Melanie&039;s voice as she&039;d said, "I&039;ve alanted to do this," and kicked htened too deeply Of course, this hadn&039;t turned out to be a real puzzler, like the 1928 intrafaland, unsolved to this day Was Mrs Duff guilty? or could it have beenI drifted away in sleep