Two hundred fifteen. That was the magic number. That was always the magic number whenever
Frank set up one of these mysteries. Now
all she had to do was figure out just what that number referred to in regards
to this particular mystery. If she got
it right, then she would get out of this damn hellhole in the middle of
nowhere, get it wrong and she would have to wait two hundred and fifteen days
till the next mystery. The biggest
problem was that she wasn’t the only one trying to figure out the mystery. No, it couldn’t be that easy. There were two hundred fifteen other
prisoners here all trying to solve the case as well.
There were rules they had to follow as
well, two hundred fifteen of them to be exact.
Everything about this mystery revolved around that number. There were two hundred fifteen clues, they
had two hundred fifteen minutes to solve the case, and somehow, the number two
hundred fifteen was the key to solving the whole thing.
This was the third time that she would
take part in the game. She’d come close
the last two times, but someone had beaten her to the answer. This time, she had a plan. She was going to leave the phone she had been
given on the bed in her room. Once she
had her answers, then she would input the data, starting with the answer to the
mystery first. She would be hindered
because she wouldn’t get the same clues as the others, but on the plus side, no
one would know how close she was to the answer.
She checked her phone to see it was two
thirteen in the afternoon. She had two
more minutes until the call would come with the information they would need to
solve the case. She took a deep breath
and readied herself.
Two fifteen p.m., the phone rang and she
pressed the button to connect the call.
A mechanical voice spoke, “It is very early Monday morning, two young
girls go down to the kitchen to find their mother lying dead on the kitchen
floor. They call the police and learn
there is a car in the area that has been dispatched. When the police arrive, they talk to the
girls and then arrange for a family member to come and pick them up. The girl’s father arrives. He’s very disheveled and seems out of sorts. He takes the girls to his mansion where he
and his new wife are living and tells the girls to make themselves at
home. After making sure the girls were
settling in, the father goes back up to his bedroom where his wife is
sleeping. He falls into an exhausted
sleep for the next two hours and fifteen minutes. When he wakes up he remembers nothing about
picking up his daughters or his first wife’s murder. He goes off to work as if it’s any other
day. When the police arrive at his
office, he’s totally confused as to what happened. The father is arrested for the murder and the
daughters are placed with his wife’s sister.
You must find out who is really responsible for the murder as well as
what the motive was and how the murder was committed.”
Siri tossed the phone on the bed. She wouldn’t need it again until the
end. She was desperate to get out of
here and knew what she must do to make that happen. She faced the mirror and took in her
appearance. Her curly brown hair was
tamed as best she possibly could, she wore a blue T-shirt and faded blue jeans
with her favorite dirty white sneakers.
She took the necklace she always wore out and clasped the amulet as her
eyes closed.
A kaleidoscope of colors exploded in her
mind as she felt herself moving through the air. She was rusty at this because she hadn’t done
this since her ninth birthday. She
regretted now breaking the promise to her mother, but she was desperate to get
out of here and this seemed the only way.
She evened her breathing and let herself see what it was she needed to
know.
Siri watched as the scene played out like
a movie. She saw the girls go to bed and
the mother answer the door to let in her lover.
There was a look of disbelief as a woman joined them. After a moment she glared and demanded, “What
are you doing here, Vanessa?”
The blonde woman smirked, “I wanted to see
who my brother was sleeping with these days.”
She looked at the blond Adonis at her side and let out a forced laugh
before saying, “You always did like slumming it.” She turned back to her husband’s
ex-wife. “You’re a fool for thinking my
brother wants you for anything but sex.”
She brought up a gun and aimed it at her. “You need to go away so I can get at all that
nice money. Two hundred fifteen million
dollars… and it’s all going to be mine.”
She gave a sly smile and then said, “Just as soon as I get rid of my
husband and those daughters of yours.”
The two got the victim into the kitchen
where Vanessa killed her. Siri followed
them as they left, listening to all of the information she needed to know. Once she had everything, she made the journey
back, floating down into her own body as the kaleidoscope of colors merged into
a brilliant blue. She opened her eyes
and went to the phone where she pressed the number that would connect her to
the voice.
When the call was answered, she said, “Two
hundred fifteen seconds is the time it takes to solve the case.”
The mechanical voice spoke, “Continue,
winner.”
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