• Silverwood – Part 9

    Silverwood – Part 9

    ‘Come now, Erika, you must have been devastated when, once again no man showed up at your door!’ chuckled Robert as he passed the pepper sauce to his wife. ‘I wished for a real man. I doubt there are any of them left…although…’ she threw Mr. Porter a glance. ‘I can’t believe father is working……

  • Silverwood – Part 8

    Silverwood – Part 8

    My fear that Mr. Porter’s identity would be revealed with the arrival of the police, had quickly faded. In fact, detective Stall and sergeant Penny hadn’t thrown Mr. Porter a glance since their arrival. Detective Stall was a scrawny tall man, pale face, white moustache and greyish eyes with no emotion or light. His long……

  • Silverwood – Part 7

    Silverwood – Part 7

    ‘Good God, what is he doing?’ barked Victor watching the detective analyzing the body. Mr. Porter had grabbed one of the lanterns and was now shedding light over Richard’s neck. I turned my attention to aunt Helena who had been scolding me for the last few minutes. Robert returned to the house, searching for something……

  • Silverwood – Part 6

    Silverwood – Part 6

    He must have noticed something in my eyes for he backed away slowly, his face puzzled. Perhaps my eyes had taken a different shade and my face had changed despite my intentions. ‘Mr. Porter,’ I whispered. ‘Please view the journals, all will be revealed in time.’ Of course I had omitted certain…details in the journals……

  • Silverwood – Part 5

    Silverwood – Part 5

    Edmund Silverwood. An enigma when it came to his past, a ghost if it weren’t for the portraits hanging in the house. He rarely made an appearance though his invisible mark was clearly imprinted in every corner of the estate. Whenever he did attend a dinner now and then, everyone came, putting their best foot……

  • Silverwood – Part 4

    Silverwood – Part 4

    The news of Mr. Porter’s arrival had travelled throughout the entire estate…of course, if Victor and Lidia knew, the entire estate knew. I realized the news had in fact turned into a prodigious event the moment I heard the agitation coming from the brunch room. When we entered the room, all eyes were on us,……

  • Silverwood – Part 3

    Silverwood – Part 3

    A week later. My visit to the city hadn’t brought me back alone. I stepped out of the car with Mr. Porter, well, Mr. Morgan, at my side. He brought a small suitcase ready to spend the one promised week at the estate. Though, I hoped he wouldn’t run off after two days. Richard, the……

  • Silverwood – Part 2

    Silverwood – Part 2

    ‘Stay at the estate for one week and look into my mother and my uncle’s death. One week, that is all I ask.’ ‘What if I find nothing conclusive?’ ‘If in one week you find nothing, I will pay you and we will part. You will have my respect and gratitude for accepting the case……