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alcoholism. The aunt had died in a fire due to smoke inhalation, and the uncle had died in a car crash, aged twenty-eight. I did not know why, but all of these deaths seemed to be very suspicious. Although half of them were seemingly natural, it was too coincidental that four members of the same family would die of unnatural causes (or even five if Iris was included). Maybe Ian had murdered some of them himself and discovered that he enjoyed watching them suffer, so he would want to repeat it again?
    I knew that enough was enough: I was ready to arrest Ian for the murders. I was not going to charge him yet, although I was now very suspicious of him, almost too suspicious. But I swore an oath to myself before entering the job: never assume anything unless there is concrete evidence to support it. I just needed to gather more evidence against him before I charged him, but I knew I did not have much time.
    At the end of the day, after having not done much more work to progress in the case, I left the station for the night. As I was coming out of the doors, I received a phone call. I looked and it said it was Danny, my ex-fiancé. I cancelled the call. I was sick of him making these phone calls, and if he did not stop soon, I was going to arrest him for harassment. I had made it perfectly clear to him that I wanted nothing to do with him ever again – he made his bed, and now he had to sleep in it. He broke my heart, and nothing was ever going to change that. Although my life was quite busy at the moment, I wanted to try and find space for someone in my life. I had always been a loner. At school, I had one boyfriend for about three weeks. Nobody ever really liked me, and I didn't know why. I knew I was not the ugliest of people; it was probably because I was too focused on my work. Throughout my school life I pushed boys aside, and that was what got me here today. But now I was determined that one day, I would find the one. I knew I would eventually, no matter how long it took.
    After that depressing moment, I decided to forget about it and move on with my life. I went home and looked at the notes and information about the case so far.
     
     

Chapter 9
     
    I returned to the station the next day, thinking it would be business as usual. In fact I was about to get another lead in the case, because a relative of one of the victims said they wanted to speak to me, with new information I had not heard before. I was excited to see what it was, to see if it got me anywhere, and most importantly, to see if it gave me any more evidence to convict Ian Green of the murders.
    "Hello," said the woman, who appeared to be in her late sixties.
    "What can I do for you?" I asked her as politely as possible, just to show that the case of her relative was in good hands.
    "Well," said the timid woman, "I am... was the daughter of Fred Lesley."
    "That's right," I said, showing her that I had at least thought about her father. "He was the elderly man."
    "Yes," she said, apparently nervous. "Anyway, the news said that you have arrested Ian Green. I came in as soon as I could."
    "Yes," I replied, beginning to get excited at the thought that it might lead somewhere.
    The woman continued. "Well, I think I have more evidence to help convict him, if he is guilty."
    By now I was very excited. Hopefully this woman was correct, and Ian Green had slipped up somewhere.
    "Please, tell me," I replied.
    "Well," she said, "I don't know where else to start, but at the beginning."
    "And that is a very appropriate place to start," I said, trying to be as reassuring in my voice as possible, while pushing her to tell me about this evidence as quickly as she could.
    "Well, it started a few months before my father was killed. I was coming to see him one day, and when I left, it was getting dark, and I got the fright of my life when I saw Ian Green standing outside my dad's window!" she cried.
    "Really?" I said, glad that my hopes were correct.
    "Yes. Me and my sister got