Chapter 173: The Wilson’s Double Murder Case IV
20 years ago, Murdoch Household
13-year-old Sam sat on the bed with her laptop, her eyes glued on the image of her on the screen. She had watched that video, only god knows how many times since she discovered it, and again and again she watched herself lie to the camera.
She had done some more digging and had come up with a few conclusions.
One, it all started sometime before her Selective Mutism. That was 9years ago; she was 4.
Oddly, what occurred during those times was her parent’s untimely demise. The cabin burned to the ground, along with her parents.
One other thing that she found odd was that she was living with them with her brother in the UK before their deaths. Soon after, she was shipped off to America, and her brother was sent to boarding school.
If only she could talk to him, she thought. Maybe she’ll learn a thing or two.
"Sam, dinner is ready!"
Sam heard her Nana shout from downstairs. "I’ll be right down," she answered as she closed her laptop. She looked down at her feet, noticing Ludwig wagging his tail as he followed after her walk out the door.
The redhead crossed the hall and climbed down the stairs. Monica turned as she entered the kitchen table; she had been wondering what was keeping the teenager busy this past week since she came home from her Break. She hoped it wasn’t boys, "Busy?" Monica asked as she poured water on each of their glasses.
"Just some research," Sam answered, taking a seat next to her grandfather at the dining table. Her doing research on different things that caught her eye was nothing uncommon. She had done far more unusual things before.
The group ate silently till Sam spoked during dessert. "Did Ivan call?" she asked, wondering. They had briefly spoken weeks before about him popping by for a visit. A visit she was looking forward to, for more reason than one.