by Allison Symes
bitter coffee
The biography of my long dead great-aunt whom I cared for, it was over a decade in the end, was a revelation, a bloody one at that. No wonder she didn't want this coming out during her lifetime and I'm heartily wishing I hadn't been sent this book. Someone wanted me to have it but who and why? And why send it now?Frankly, I'm not sure what I want to do with this. The logical thing would be to burn the wretched book but how many copies were produced? How could I find out without revealing what I know? And whoever sent this is expecting some reaction I guess. There's nothing to stop them sending me other copies either. Have they gone to the police? Well let them... I've done nothing wrong except be a beneficiary to a sick old lady whose family abandoned her. Except I now know why they dumped her. Has one of them finally decided I ought to know? Or are they going to try to take my inheritance from me?
What did I find out? That my great-aunt knew quite a bit about biology as it turns out and where exactly to stick the knife. She wasn't always crippled with arthritis! Said knife ended up right in the backs of anyone to whom she was a beneficiary. Collected quite a sum in the end - well over £500 K. People have been killed for less than that. What I can't figure is how she got away with it. All I know is I'm keeping that money and I am getting out of here now.
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