Novel & Cerita The Murder Of Roger Ackroyd

“I…I think I might have found a clue.” They walked over to her. “Well, I’ll be damned,” Troy said. “It’s a gold coin.” “There really is gold in this house,” Barry said with astonishment. He turned his head to look at Brock. “I thought you were just bullshittin’.” Brock remained quiet. “They must have found it and told . . . someone. That someone is the murderer. The murderer killed them for gold,” Troy said. “If that’s true, then Jennifer and Jeffrey died for nothing,” Brock said with his head bowed low.

He could use it against the girl and take her position as the top manager in the hotel. With excitement he knocked on the office but it wasn't answered "Mr Rogers" he called but there was no answer still.. After calling severally he forced the door open and what he saw scared him to the bone. Mr Rogers was covered in cold blood, sitting on his office chair dead with eyes and mouth opened. The bullet was shot into his mouth, make a pool of blood that stained the white floor of the office. John couldn't move or scream. He just stood there unmoving not knowing what to do