It was about noon when I got a call from Gold Arrow Camp. They said their was a strange murder. A man was found dead in the air vent in his room- no blood, only a small hole in both sides of his neck. There had been no windows and the door was locked. I arrived the next day at Gold Arrow Camp when I confronted the camp owner, Todd Heath. “Good morning, my name is Hype Cograph, I am the investigator for the police,” I said, “please take me to the scene of the murder.” “Can do, it is in cabin 13,” Todd said. “Ah, unlucky number,” I stated. When we entered the scene of the crime, cabin 13, the man was in the air vent just as Todd said. “ We found him here this morning when he didn't come in for daily check-in.” “Do you know anything about who this man is and what he has done?” I asked. “Well we visited his wife and she couldn't be contacted. We tried continuously, so... no.” Todd said. “May I take a thorough investigation of him?” I questioned. We took him out of the vent, laid him on the couch and looked at him. We took out his wallet and looked at its items. I found out his name was Jim Cledder. Everything else was only junk, paper, and random receipts. “Can I take a look at those receipts?” I asked “Of course, you don’t have to ask. I trust you Mr. Cograph. “ said Todd. I checked the receipt and from the looks of it, he bought a lottery ticket for a couple dollars. The ticket was involved in the 600 Million Dollars Jackpot. The ticket was number 1153723- the winning number! This was a big win for this guy. No wonder someone killed him. The killer took the ticket, or the victim hid it. We checked around the cabin, but there was no sign of the ticket. There was much more to review over. “I am sorry Todd, but this is going to be a very long case. May I come by tomorrow?” “Certainly, come by tomorrow afternoon.” Todd said. “ Also check in with me first okay.” “Ok, but why do you want me to check with you?” I asked. “ So I can give you the extra set of keys,” Todd stated, “Each camper has a set of keys and then I have a set.” “Interesting...” I said.
I got home that night and sat down and did some research. That Todd guy doesn’t have a criminal record, but anyone can change. I also did some research about the camp. It said that it had been built in 1990 and I found out that it didn’t have many visitors making it a great place for Jim Cledder to hide away. The next day we would have to interrogate some of the other camp members about what they heard and what they saw. Someone had to see something out there. They just had to. There must be a witness. When I woke up in the morning, I headed to Todd’s house located at the front of the camp. I stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts for a cup of joe and a jelly donut. When I got there I asked Todd if I could look around in the air vent. He said okay and gave me the spare keys, but looked a little nervous. “ Suspicious...” I thought. Inside the air vent I checked all over a found nothing. I finally was going out and I saw a piece of paper lodged in the system. I pulled it out. It was a receipt from True Value Hardware. It contained pieces like a small battery a wiring system and a capsule. If this had belonged to the culprit, I would never have known because the person took no chance, the name was scratched off the top. I took it back to my house without telling Todd for the sake of him being the culprit. On the way out I shut the door and the peep hole fell out. It had most likely been wedged out before the murder.
When I looked through the door I saw a black speck in the wall. It was rather suspicious. I will look at it tomorrow. Now we interrogate . There were two other people at the camp besides Jim, the lottery winner and Todd. The cabin maid and another camper. I first talked to the maid. Every day she cleans out the cabins and make the beds. She had no criminal record and seemed like a trustworthy person. I take no chances, she is still a suspect. The other camper’s name was David Joseph he had no criminal record, but he has come here every year for a fishing contest and won. We found out that this year, Jim had beat him and David Joseph had won second. I put this in my notes. I could be wrapping up this mystery by tomorrow. I need to interrogate him more. I need to know.
When I talked to him the next day (after getting Dunkin’ Donuts) he said he was in his camp the night of the murder. I asked him what his alibi was and he said he was having dinner with the maid. I then talked to the maid and she said she was having dinner with him. Two suspects off my list- maybe.
That camper losing the fishing contest still brings a little suspicion. Still this mystery is unclear, so I talked to Todd. He told the campers he was leaving for his daughter’s birthday on the day of the crime. “How old did she turn?” I asked “Only five he said,” Todd said. “Why did you leave the camp unattended?” I asked “She’s my only kid, I wanted to make it special for him.” Todd stated. “OK, see you later- wait did you say him?” I asked “Um... no- no I didn’t! I got mistaken... My speech is um... bad.” told Todd uneasily. “Ok, bye.” I said
On my way home I stopped by Dunkin Donuts... Man I love that stuff. Off topic. When I got home I did some more research. I have to check out the peephole. That hole in the opposite side of the wall and the hole in the sides of Jim’s neck gives me suspicion. A suspicion of a shooting. I need to know more. When I arrived at Gold Arrow Camp, I went immediately to Cabin 13, I’ve had enough of Todd. I looked through the peephole and immediately went to the wall with the hole directly across from the peephole. I used a hammer to find the object inside it. What I found was the most revealing clue yet. A dart. Not any old dart. An electrically charged dart. I checked at the parts to see if it matched the receipt. Exact. It looks like this is wrapping up- except for one thing. Whodunit? I did some more analyzation and discovered nothing. We have no proof of anything. The next day when I checked Todd’s files and discovered that Todd did have a speaking disorder. Well that just stinks. I thought this mystery was over. Suppose not. More investigating to do.
What I have so far is that the killer most likely stuck the nozzle of the gun in the peephole after he removed it. He probably shot Jim Cledder in the neck and the electric charge backfired the brain system and cut off his vital chord so his brain couldn’t tell his body what to do. Brain dead. The dart then went through the neck and lodged itself into the wall. The person then found a way inside and stuffed him in the air vent taking the ticket and losing the receipt for the parts... All very interesting but not enough to solve this mystery. Wait- THE RECEIPT! I can check who bought the parts! All I have to do is find the store. True Value Hardware. My next stop. When I got there I showed the owner my police badge. Then told him I had to see the tapes from the last couple days. He told me to follow him. I saw the tapes and told him to pause and zoom in. Perfect. We have found the culprit.
On the way home I got some Dunkin Donuts. (like always) Off topic, again. We have the culprit and I can’t be happier. Tomorrow I will tell the camp who did it. Wait. What if the culprit isn’t there. I can’t think of that stuff right now. Now I must rest. The next morning I went to the camp. I asked Todd to call all of the campers. When they got their. I locked everyone in Todd’s office. They started yelling at me, screaming their innocence and telling me they didn’t do it. “ I know guys, this is just for when I tell you the person won't run away.” I told them. “ The real culprit is... THE MAID, and DAVID JOSEPH!” I yelled while pointing my finger. “They worked together by the maid shooting Jim. Since she had the keys, she took the ticket from him. David bought the parts and since he is stronger than the maid, he was able to put Jim in the air vent with ease.” Immediately both David and the maid shattered the window with an old hunting knife on the wall and dashed down to the lake. Todd and I ran after them out the window and down the hill. They jumped into a boat and turned on the motor. Todd and I went into his boat since he had the key. We jumped in and turned the key. The both of us took off. We were closing in on them. Then out of nowhere, the maid pulls out a 20 gauge shotgun. “Where in the heck did she get a shotgun!” I yelled at Todd. “ Probably the hunting cabinet!” yelled Todd over the scream of the motor and the occasional shotgun burst. We were both in Gold Arrow Camp fishing boats, but we had an advantage. Todd was a boating expert. The maid took a shot at the boat. It whizzed past my body and made a hole in the side. More shots came putting more holes. The boat was filling up with water. We didn’t have much time. I have had enough of this I thought. I pulled out my trusty Colt 1911. Also a jelly donut, energy for the fight. Then I took one shot. It hit the maid in the leg. She screamed and almost fell out of the boat, but David caught her. Well I was aiming for the motor, but that works too. Then we started going into shallow water. The rocks were tearing apart the boat’s bottom. I gave the gun to Todd. I told him to shoot the motor of David’s boat with a tracer bullet. Ahead I heard the rapids. I knew this was coming. Jelly time. I took a giant bite out of my donut. This was it. One bullet. One shot. We hit the rapids. Both our motors were taking damage.. I heard a scraping and the motor was ripped off along with part of the boat. “It’s now or never, Todd!” I yelled. “If I don’t make it back, tell my wife I love her!” Todd screamed. With that he leaped. Todd shot the tracer bullet right into the motor. A wave of heat hit my face as the tracer sunk its way farther in the it. Fire leaped into the sky along with smoke. A mushroom cloud rose. CRACK! Our boat ripped apart. It couldn’t take any more. I leaped and ashes of David’s boat rained down. It was done. They were dead. Out of the corner of my eye a figure leaped from the water onto shore and slumped down into a unconscious state. It was Todd. He made it. We had won. I went up to Todd and took him back to camp. He was unconscious, but only had bruises and scrapes. No major burns or injuries. He was going to be a-okay. We called over the ambulance and the police to get everyone out. We finally found out the mystery. Five weeks later, the camp was better and back to normal. Then I got a call from Gold Arrow. They said someone was missing. I went down to it and asked who it is.This can’t be happening. Todd pulled out a note. This is what it read: You thought I was dead, Cograph? Ha! Think again! You killed the maid but not me and I have my 600 million dollars! I will be back... Causing more trouble than you could ever imagine... Also I have someone very important! Sincerely, David Joseph The missing person was, Mary- Mary Cledder. “Well it looks like another mystery.” I said. “ I’m your new apprentice if you like it or not,” Todd said,” I am coming along.” So then our two investigators had a new mystery. To find Mary Cledder and what happened to her. Of course the culprit- David Joseph. We set off to end this once and for all. David is going to pay one way or another. We have to find him for the sake of the Cledders- but first I have to get Dunkin Donuts.
It was about noon when I got a call from Gold Arrow Camp. They said their was a strange murder. A man was found dead in the air vent in his room- no blood, only a small hole in both sides of his neck. There had been no windows and the door was locked.
I arrived the next day at Gold Arrow Camp when I confronted the camp owner, Todd Heath. “Good morning, my name is Hype Cograph, I am the investigator for the police,” I said, “please take me to the scene of the murder.”
“Can do, it is in cabin 13,” Todd said.
“Ah, unlucky number,” I stated.
When we entered the scene of the crime, cabin 13, the man was in the air vent just as Todd said. “ We found him here this morning when he didn't come in for daily check-in.”
“Do you know anything about who this man is and what he has done?” I asked.
“Well we visited his wife and she couldn't be contacted. We tried continuously, so... no.” Todd said.
“May I take a thorough investigation of him?” I questioned.
We took him out of the vent, laid him on the couch and looked at him. We took out his wallet and looked at its items. I found out his name was Jim Cledder. Everything else was only junk, paper, and random receipts.
“Can I take a look at those receipts?” I asked
“Of course, you don’t have to ask. I trust you Mr. Cograph. “ said Todd.
I checked the receipt and from the looks of it, he bought a lottery ticket for a couple dollars. The ticket was involved in the 600 Million Dollars Jackpot. The ticket was number 1153723- the winning number! This was a big win for this guy. No wonder someone killed him. The killer took the ticket, or the victim hid it. We checked around the cabin, but there was no sign of the ticket. There was much more to review over.
“I am sorry Todd, but this is going to be a very long case. May I come by tomorrow?”
“Certainly, come by tomorrow afternoon.” Todd said. “ Also check in with me first okay.”
“Ok, but why do you want me to check with you?” I asked.
“ So I can give you the extra set of keys,” Todd stated, “Each camper has a set of keys and then I have a set.”
“Interesting...” I said.
I got home that night and sat down and did some research. That Todd guy doesn’t have a criminal record, but anyone can change. I also did some research about the camp. It said that it had been built in 1990 and I found out that it didn’t have many visitors making it a great place for Jim Cledder to hide away. The next day we would have to interrogate some of the other camp members about what they heard and what they saw. Someone had to see something out there. They just had to. There must be a witness.
When I woke up in the morning, I headed to Todd’s house located at the front of the camp. I stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts for a cup of joe and a jelly donut. When I got there I asked Todd if I could look around in the air vent. He said okay and gave me the spare keys, but looked a little nervous. “ Suspicious...” I thought.
Inside the air vent I checked all over a found nothing. I finally was going out and I saw a piece of paper lodged in the system. I pulled it out. It was a receipt from True Value Hardware. It contained pieces like a small battery a wiring system and a capsule. If this had belonged to the culprit, I would never have known because the person took no chance, the name was scratched off the top. I took it back to my house without telling Todd for the sake of him being the culprit. On the way out I shut the door and the peep hole fell out. It had most likely been wedged out before the murder.
When I looked through the door I saw a black speck in the wall. It was rather suspicious. I will look at it tomorrow. Now we interrogate . There were two other people at the camp besides Jim, the lottery winner and Todd. The cabin maid and another camper. I first talked to the maid. Every day she cleans out the cabins and make the beds. She had no criminal record and seemed like a trustworthy person. I take no chances, she is still a suspect. The other camper’s name was David Joseph he had no criminal record, but he has come here every year for a fishing contest and won. We found out that this year, Jim had beat him and David Joseph had won second. I put this in my notes. I could be wrapping up this mystery by tomorrow. I need to interrogate him more. I need to know.
When I talked to him the next day (after getting Dunkin’ Donuts) he said he was in his camp the night of the murder. I asked him what his alibi was and he said he was having dinner with the maid. I then talked to the maid and she said she was having dinner with him. Two suspects off my list- maybe.
That camper losing the fishing contest still brings a little suspicion. Still this mystery is unclear, so I talked to Todd. He told the campers he was leaving for his daughter’s birthday on the day of the crime.
“How old did she turn?” I asked
“Only five he said,” Todd said.
“Why did you leave the camp unattended?” I asked
“She’s my only kid, I wanted to make it special for him.” Todd stated.
“OK, see you later- wait did you say him?” I asked
“Um... no- no I didn’t! I got mistaken... My speech is um... bad.” told Todd uneasily.
“Ok, bye.” I said
On my way home I stopped by Dunkin Donuts... Man I love that stuff. Off topic. When I got home I did some more research. I have to check out the peephole. That hole in the opposite side of the wall and the hole in the sides of Jim’s neck gives me suspicion. A suspicion of a shooting. I need to know more.
When I arrived at Gold Arrow Camp, I went immediately to Cabin 13, I’ve had enough of Todd. I looked through the peephole and immediately went to the wall with the hole directly across from the peephole. I used a hammer to find the object inside it. What I found was the most revealing clue yet. A dart. Not any old dart. An electrically charged dart. I checked at the parts to see if it matched the receipt. Exact. It looks like this is wrapping up- except for one thing. Whodunit?
I did some more analyzation and discovered nothing. We have no proof of anything. The next day when I checked Todd’s files and discovered that Todd did have a speaking disorder. Well that just stinks. I thought this mystery was over. Suppose not. More investigating to do.
What I have so far is that the killer most likely stuck the nozzle of the gun in the peephole after he removed it. He probably shot Jim Cledder in the neck and the electric charge backfired the brain system and cut off his vital chord so his brain couldn’t tell his body what to do. Brain dead. The dart then went through the neck and lodged itself into the wall. The person then found a way inside and stuffed him in the air vent taking the ticket and losing the receipt for the parts... All very interesting but not enough to solve this mystery. Wait- THE RECEIPT! I can check who bought the parts! All I have to do is find the store. True Value Hardware. My next stop.
When I got there I showed the owner my police badge. Then told him I had to see the tapes from the last couple days. He told me to follow him. I saw the tapes and told him to pause and zoom in. Perfect. We have found the culprit.
On the way home I got some Dunkin Donuts. (like always) Off topic, again. We have the culprit and I can’t be happier. Tomorrow I will tell the camp who did it. Wait. What if the culprit isn’t there. I can’t think of that stuff right now. Now I must rest.
The next morning I went to the camp. I asked Todd to call all of the campers. When they got their. I locked everyone in Todd’s office. They started yelling at me, screaming their innocence and telling me they didn’t do it.
“ I know guys, this is just for when I tell you the person won't run away.” I told them.
“ The real culprit is... THE MAID, and DAVID JOSEPH!” I yelled while pointing my finger. “They worked together by the maid shooting Jim. Since she had the keys, she took the ticket from him. David bought the parts and since he is stronger than the maid, he was able to put Jim in the air vent with ease.” Immediately both David and the maid shattered the window with an old hunting knife on the wall and dashed down to the lake.
Todd and I ran after them out the window and down the hill. They jumped into a boat and turned on the motor. Todd and I went into his boat since he had the key. We jumped in and turned the key.
The both of us took off. We were closing in on them. Then out of nowhere, the maid pulls out a 20 gauge shotgun.
“Where in the heck did she get a shotgun!” I yelled at Todd.
“ Probably the hunting cabinet!” yelled Todd over the scream of the motor and the occasional shotgun burst.
We were both in Gold Arrow Camp fishing boats, but we had an advantage. Todd was a boating expert. The maid took a shot at the boat. It whizzed past my body and made a hole in the side. More shots came putting more holes. The boat was filling up with water. We didn’t have much time. I have had enough of this I thought. I pulled out my trusty Colt 1911. Also a jelly donut, energy for the fight. Then I took one shot. It hit the maid in the leg. She screamed and almost fell out of the boat, but David caught her. Well I was aiming for the motor, but that works too.
Then we started going into shallow water. The rocks were tearing apart the boat’s bottom. I gave the gun to Todd. I told him to shoot the motor of David’s boat with a tracer bullet. Ahead I heard the rapids. I knew this was coming. Jelly time. I took a giant bite out of my donut. This was it. One bullet. One shot.
We hit the rapids. Both our motors were taking damage.. I heard a scraping and the motor was ripped off along with part of the boat.
“It’s now or never, Todd!” I yelled.
“If I don’t make it back, tell my wife I love her!” Todd screamed.
With that he leaped. Todd shot the tracer bullet right into the motor. A wave of heat hit my face as the tracer sunk its way farther in the it. Fire leaped into the sky along with smoke. A mushroom cloud rose.
CRACK! Our boat ripped apart. It couldn’t take any more. I leaped and ashes of David’s boat rained down. It was done. They were dead. Out of the corner of my eye a figure leaped from the water onto shore and slumped down into a unconscious state. It was Todd. He made it. We had won. I went up to Todd and took him back to camp. He was unconscious, but only had bruises and scrapes. No major burns or injuries. He was going to be a-okay. We called over the ambulance and the police to get everyone out. We finally found out the mystery.
Five weeks later, the camp was better and back to normal. Then I got a call from Gold Arrow. They said someone was missing. I went down to it and asked who it is.This can’t be happening. Todd pulled out a note. This is what it read:
You thought I was dead, Cograph? Ha! Think again! You killed the maid but not me and I have my 600 million dollars! I will be back... Causing more trouble than you could ever imagine... Also I have someone very important!
Sincerely,
David Joseph
The missing person was, Mary- Mary Cledder.
“Well it looks like another mystery.” I said.
“ I’m your new apprentice if you like it or not,” Todd said,” I am coming along.”
So then our two investigators had a new mystery. To find Mary Cledder and what happened to her. Of course the culprit- David Joseph. We set off to end this once and for all. David is going to pay one way or another. We have to find him for the sake of the Cledders- but first I have to get Dunkin Donuts.