No Greater Love

Stephanie Cole is a girl who loves the spotlight. She will do anything to get it, anything at all. But when suspicions arise about her life and her being the cause for a former teachers suicide she is all too quick to run from her love of the light. But when she is reported missing it falls to Detective Inspector Henry Quinton and his DC Wilson Drake to find her before something terrible happens. Soon St. Grandorf's school for girls is back to normal and Stephanie is home again yet when she is found murdered there are a number of suspects for Quinton to look at before he can find the true perpetrator of this terrible crime....

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3. The truth to the rumours

Chapter Three

The truth to the rumours

 

To have thought that someone whom I was so close to should leave this world in such a dark and almost un-dream able way would have been considered by me to have been complete, unthinkable trash. Alas, it was quite true that such an event had taken place. It was only six months or so since she had been alive and well, in a relationship with someone whom she presumably loved and with a prosperous future and life in front of her.

And then, and then everything went wrong. Someone found out about the relationship and was so narrow minded and selfish that they felt the need to broadcast it throughout St. Grandorf’s and inevitably the surrounding areas. Then (and this is just guesswork) Eva had had to go and visit our friendly Mr. Barrows, then after a lengthy and rather uneventful discussion Mrs. Peters would be forced to leave the place with immediate effect. Her job had been lost, her relationship would be coming to a rather abrupt end and inevitably she would begin to lose everything that she ever worked for. And why? I’ll tell you why! Because the people of St. Grandorf’s were to narrow minded and stubborn to even comprehend the thought of change within there stubborn little spoon fed community.

 

I awoke at nine O’clock to a bright and crisp Sunday morning. There was a slight westerly breeze that gave a nicely needed breathe of fresh air towards the dark and dingy city that was London. After a quick shave and a light breakfast, which consisted of a slice of bread and an egg, I took up the opportunity to look in at the local library. And once there I decided to look at some of the old newspapers from the previous months. I needed to look at one article and only one article would prove to be worthy of my reading of it.

 

Eventually, after what seemed to be hours of (if the truth be told) meticulous searching and carefully sifting through news article after news article I found it. The exact article that I had read in Oxford. In here it was…

 

December 15th 1895, this will be a date for a number of a people that will never be forgotten. For this was the day that Miss. Eva Jane Peters was found hanged in her house in Kensington, London.

 

It comes after weeks of speculation about the personal affairs of Eva Peters and a pupil (as yet unnamed) and them having what has been called a “relationship”.

After the information being leaked by a yet unnamed pupil from St. Grandorf’s it was inevitable that Mrs. Peters should leave her post with immediate effect. Mr. Arnold Barrows- Assistant Head Tutor at St. Grandorf’s released this statement.

“….After a lengthy and civilized conversation with Mrs Peters we feel that it is in both her own and the schools best interests that she leave immediately with the minimum of fuss. Mrs. Peters agreed and early today said her goodbyes to both her fellow staff and to her classes…” (Unlikely I thought as I read the article).

The Kensington police have yet to release a statement concerning the finding of Mrs. Peters but Detective Inspector Henry Quinton did give us this small comment.

“A body has been found…. It is a woman and she was well known, it may be suicide but you can never be sure…” Is this finally the end to this seemingly never-ending case? Or has it only just begun? By Mr. Arnold Jives                      Miss. Eva Peters

                                       R.I.P. 1865-1895        

The first thing that struck me about the article was the appalling nature of Mr. Jives spelling and grammar.

Repeatedly using “Miss” instead of “Mrs”.

Also the apparent “.” Between “Mrs” and “Peters” was missing. Simply awful considering that the newspaper which the article was in was one of the most notorious papers in the entire country.

 

The second thing that struck me was that Mr. Barrows had been so quick to release a statement to the press. Also, it didn’t seem right. The way which he allowed her to say her goodbyes to both staff and students wouldn’t have been how I would have expected Barrows to deal with the situation. Lets just say that I could find it more reliable and realistic to hear or read that Barrows had basically chucked her out of the place by the scruff of her neck. Not have her walk about saying goodbye and farewell to any tom, dick or Harry!

 

Yes, very strange.  Who was this Inspector Quinton fellow anyway? I’d never heard of him before. Well, I had read of some crime where he had had something to say but never had I heard of him in any real strength. It almost seemed that the paper was writing the article to people who knew Quinton and not to (to use the phrase again) Tom, Dick or Harry.  And as I have said, I haven’t ever seen this Inspector Quinton before and therefore I would say that the writer “Mr. Arnold Jives” to be exact wasn’t the best to be given such a task as to write an article about such events ever again.

 

So the rumours were right. It didn’t shock me much, since I had been given chance to digest it all and re-read the article and alike. However it still remained that I was indeed saddened by the events which had taken place.

Yes, it was a very peculiar feeling indeed.

 

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