PROMISE

Harry Macmillan stood in the Winchesters' tearoom with a hat in one hand and in the other, clad in black gloves, he introduced himself to Lady Winchester and her boyfriend, Sir Robert Jones.

Come in, have a seat, Sir Macmillan? -the woman offered him her place in front of her and hers promised hers, the living room could be heard murmurs that came from the kitchen, they were the employees who were fixing and cleaning the place.

Can I offer you something? - Elizabeth questioned the newcomer - a tea, wishky? - The lady took a seat, the men were standing while they waited for her to take a seat; When they finished doing it, they proceeded to do the same action above.

A Whiskey please, Miss Winchester, as I have told you upon my arrival I have come to speak about your sister and the murderer of midnight, I have also come to offer my services to solve the crime, but above all to do justice to your young sister and other girls who have appeared with the same characteristics.

Sir Robert Jones caught a glimpse of the face of pain that appeared on the face of his young girlfriend, he felt completely dejected by what happened, Willemina had been like a little sister to him and now that he was leaving he was leaving a hole in the depths of your heart.

Speak- said Sir Robert Jones- we are the most interested in clarifying the infamous murder of Willemina, we want to get to the bottom of all this and that that monster pays all his life in prison- Sir Robert Jones finished speaking, as he arrived one of the maids upon hearing the bell that had been called by a bell.

Miss, gentlemen- said the young woman, bowing to the people who were sitting in the room- Bring a whiskey for the gentlemen, and for me a glass of wine, maybe bring a few sandwiches for Sir Macmillan- Elizabeth spoke with education- the maid nodded to her young mistress and left.

Now I will give you my full attention, Sir Macmillan- said Elizabeth turning to see the man who was with them in the living room- I want to hear everything he has to say to me, in truth my father and I are very puzzled by what happened, my father has no enemies, and neither does my sister- the lady's voice was calm, but there was a note of pain in it.

I came to offer my condolences for the death of Miss Winchester, as I had said before, I have studied the cases, and that of her sister is the one that most caught my attention, because of her age, because of her physique- Harry spoke and I take out a mini picture frame from her jacket- she is my sister Jane, she was the same age as her sister when she disappeared; After that ten years, we lived in York, our family in those places enjoys a well-off position, I apart from being an investigator at Scottland Yard, I am a certified lawyer, I am back again, my sister disappeared ten years ago in York and there are many coincidences between his sister and mine.

Elizabeth looked at the photograph of Jane Macmillan and the resemblance was striking to Willy except that from her hair color it seemed that the woman who was smiling in the photograph was brown, while Willemina was blonde, her hair seemed painted by the sun .

What other coincidences? -said Elizabeth while returning the mini picture frame to the owner of her, the maid entered and prepared to put a small service- do you have any indications?, please tell me- the voice of the young woman was pleading.

I fear that my sister and her sister were victims of the same person, even the other three murdered women and some disappeared, all are females of the same age, eighteen or nineteen years old- Harry Macmillan accepted the drink that Robert Jones gave him - Thank you.

So he thinks he's a serial killer or whatever? -I speak Elizabeth- the maid distributed the service to the people- I hope you like the refreshment- said Lady Winchester- talk more about her suspicions or the reason that makes you think that.

Sir Robert Jones, her boyfriend, was sitting next to her, he took the delicate hand of his fiancée and held it firmly, he saw Sir Macmillan drink from his Wishky glass with elegance and it seemed that the detective was pondering the words before emitting it. , he was very cautious.

Please, speak- she said with her eyes fixed on him- my mother is an older man and the loss of Willemina affected him too much, I am now the head of the Winchester family- do not worry about delicacies or other things that according to the ladies we cannot listen- finished his dialogue Elizabeth.

It's okay Lady Winchester- said Macmillan- we are facing a cruel man and devoid of feelings, I have been able to follow him for ten, he was in York, in Surrey and now in London, in each of those places he has left victims and shattered families, always with the same modus op

erandi, leaves two holes in the neck of the jugular and steals a lock of hair, regularly from the front- Harry spoke, as he took a sip of his drink.

So do we talk that she has been terrorizing the country? - This is Robert Jones- Why hasn't Scottland Yard stopped him? - The man questioned the detective.

We have been on the verge of being able to capture him, but he always escapes, I have suspicions that he has knowledge about medicine, and knows how to attack, just as he gains the trust of his victims, there is a pattern of women, or they are women of high society or prostitutes- said this last word delicately for the lady present.

That, then, means that maybe Willy knew him- Elizabeth spoke with notes of terror in her voice- he gained her confidence and later murdered her- the tears began to fall down Winchester's pale face, while her boyfriend fondly squeezed one of them. his hands, while with the other he passed her a white handkerchief.

It is most likely, Lady Winchester, but I promise by the creator, that I will catch him- said Macmillan solemnly, Sir Robert Jones got up from the seat and knelt in front of his girlfriend- we will catch him, Betsy! - and with that oath of those two men, he would start the hunt for the murderer.