“Sorry bout that officer, he’s a little off colour with out Ms. Carvington around,” said the cook as she busied herself making a kettle of water and started on a sandwhich.

“Her dog is he?” Officer Bryant asked setting himself at the island in the middle of the kitchen.

“Oh no, Yugo is the master’s dog. Mr. Arthur Carvington, that would be sir. Ms. Willemena just looks after him you see. Gives him his medication and takes him for walks. Gives him a bath every once in a while too, sir,” the cook explained setting a sandwhich down infront of the officer. He nodded his head.

“Were you here the night of… the night it happened Ms..” Officer Bryant began thanking her for the sandwich.

“***** is good enough, sir. Aye sir I was here sir. As to say i was cooking sir. Nothing michevious as to say what happened sir. The Carvington’s a the Peabody’s have been friends a long time sir. Mr. Arthur, sir knowing the late Mr. Peabody sir and there for knowing of the Mrs. Peabody sir. The kids were practically raised together sir. Though I have to say sis, Ms. Willemena and Ms. Helena have never really muched cared for eachother sir,” the cook went on. Officer Byrant threw back some tea and cleared his throat.

“Why so?” Officer Bryant asked. The help, he found, were always a plethra of information, even if it wasn’t the information you might have been looking for.

“Well, sir, you see, sir, the two young missus, sir, at that time anyway, sir, and now to I suppose, sir, are just to different. I understand though that Ms. Helena fancies women now, sir. Imagine that, sir! A woman fancing women! Mr Arthur would never allow that to happen around here, sir! But Ms. Willamenia is a very smart and very loyal young girl and as I understand it Ms. Helena can be quite the manipulator sir. Always wants her own way sir. Not our Will sir. Does what is best for everyone, sir,” the cook managed. She cleaned what was left of the mess from the cooking untensils.

“What about Harold?” Officer Bryant asked.

“Ah, Mr. Harold is the kindest of men, sir. A real prince sir. Very shy around women, sir but having a sister like Willemenia will make you that way sir. She’s very confidant sir, puts a damper on young men to have that confidence in a woman sir. Harrold has always had the upmost affection for his sister, sir. Checks her into that clinic sir. He says it’s because of her drinking problem, sir, but say I to you have I ever seen Ms. Willemena with a drink in her hand? No sir! A load of rubbish sir, but then again it must be true sir cause Mr. Harold isn’t a dishonest man, sir,” the cook went on. Officer Bryant listened intently. Pieces were forming.