June 14 , 2011
Tuesday

It was holiday now so students had choice whether to stay or go . I chose to go because I needed to do something vital that I had spent months planning. Why wait for 2 weeks before actually going ? I just needed to complete academic work and some other stuff. Yeah ! I am pretty sure no one would want to hear me entail about that now .

I was currently sitting in a car driven by my butler. Just kidding. I was in a shared taxi driving to Bedford. It had been one month after the incident but the site was left isolated . I had already called in a favour from my uncle to have the pictures from scene sent to me . Now I just wanted to check something out before proceeding.

I paid the charge getting out . Walmer Street , Bedford. My heart throbbed faster and faster as I opened the door of the house where scene  had been committed. My whole demeanor changed the moment I stepped inside the room. No way ! No way Mr Vincent had Rodger killed them . How could I possibly know this just by looking at a room? I don't!  I know this by assimilation of all the facts in my possession.

May 15,2011
Sunday

There were several photos of the crime  scene that had been taken. The wall was sealed on all four sides with no windows in the drawing room which was lead by entering it . The window was in the adjoining room to drawing room along with kitchen and bathroom. But the window was completely barred rusted even so the possibility of someone else present at time had been ruled out by police .

In the drawing room where elderly couple were found shot in head exactly through the whole of it . Well! If I had to describe it , I guess you can say that there was a hole in both of their heads, a complete hole . Police think that Mr Rodger first tied them up and then shot them in head horizontally at enough force to completely blow a hole in the skull out. The motive for such an action was still unclear according to them.

But it was really quite possible for me to think of some alternative that police didn't consider. Something that was really quite possible but too far fetched for simple minds .

Now

Are you smart enough to figure out what happened? Take yourself to your deepest roots , furthest extent and analyse it by sum of your knowledge. Maybe that can be pretty hard for you or maybe not.  I have no desire to admonish you . Either way based on each line, I figured that the real killer didn't come through the window or through the door . He was never in the room during that time.During that time. Get it? Well anyway, the facts are quite clear based on available data .

There was someone who met the elderly couple few days ago and planted a camera bug here . He sent a letter to Mr Vincent Rodger to come here obviously by mentioning something that could attract his attention enough to come all the way here. When he was finally here as instructed , then the sniper seeing their positions in real time by camera shot both of them through the wall.

He was about to shoot Mr Rodger but he escaped fleeting away which was witnessed by people who came on hearing the shots. After that , the sniper sneaked in the room when crowd of people was gathered, planted marks of violence on wrists so as to show they were tied and hid the holes in wall with furniture. When I entered the room,I was proven correct as there was clear sign of furniture being moved . I am pretty sure police had no business moving it and the agency for dealing with deceased property hadn't come yet .

The fact that this was a work of a sniper and a professional one to go to such lengths to conceal himself suggest that he was just hired by someone.  Something bigger. The fact that sniper was able to search Mr Rodger all the way there means he had good intel provided by mafia network so it means that someone was inducing Mr Rodger behind the scenes to go to Wonavilla hostel to destroy it but since that utterly failed so early in its stage , the person wanted to tie up all loose ends .

Well! At least that is my current hypothesis. But it also implies that in my timeline A , when I ousted Mr Vincent , he wasn't killed because he was already in custody then and that would have attracted more attention. So the fact that he was caught in timeline A was anomally to people commanding him.

It is possible that I may have been killed because of them rather than criminals who dreaded my rise after Red monarch case .

Even though I had heard Vincent Rodger 's account, I was still not clear as to why these people were so intent on destruction of Wonavilla hostel ? I couldn't proceed on my investigation in previous timeline because I already knew that Z had acquired the trophy everyone was after . But here in this timeline, Z hasn't arrived in Wonavilla yet so that means the secret concerning Wonavilla might just be still hidden within it even now . Just what could that hostel still hold more to it than what i have already discovered ?

Could it really be with worth pulling off such grand plans ?

It was really quite possible . But there were several hiatus in my investigation. First of all ! I don't even know how to find something that deep buried within my hostel.  Just where do I even begin? This mystery might just provide me hints me to that bigger picture.

Secondly, there was no way to find that sniper now so I can't find organization responsible for this. But more importantly who were these people?

At least there is hope of finding answer to  those questions in British Archival Records.

Flashback

"Are you sure, mam ? Do British Archival Records contain information on all people living in British by assessing their transactions in economics sector and all?" I eagerly awaited a reply from history mam.

"Yes Max! Although you have still no such project based on extensive research coming up so don't worry." She told me . No! That was not exactly the reason but thanks anyway mam .

Now

As I was looking through the folders in older timeline sections of Archival Records , I bumped into a man there.

"Sorry!" I quickly apologized . He was a blonde haired guy but yet by physical features , he was probably from any one of the Asian countries. Ok! Max ! Just stop deducing strangers.

"It is fine" He moved on .

"According to Archival Records, Mr Carl Pearson and Mrs Annie Pearson or her maiden name  Annie Wells :  Annie Wells was born in 1931 while Mr Carl was born in 1932. In year 1946 , both were gone and all of sudden without any trace or memory turned up in 1950.  It was really quite a buzz at the moment but the most interesting fact was something else.

In year 1956 , when they met and married , it was said that not one member of their family attended. Rather only one friend Charles officiated their marriage instead of normal bishop at their town .When their families found out that they had secretly married without inviting them , they both seperated and moved to Bedford in 1960 and well lived till 2011 until both were gunned down ."

I smiled putting the archive back in its place. Charles! Huh! So both knew Mr Vincent after all. It is clearly obvious that there was only one friend named Charles Rodger who could be related to how Mr Vincent could have been called to the couples house . Wait a minute! All of this was connecting already .

I needed to hurry . I had no time to waste if I was on right track . 1946-1950 . Four years .It is quite possible that Charles was not the only one who got experimented on but those two children were too in some other place . So when when those two suddenly turned up in 1950 probably after running from that lab probably with co-ordinated help of Charles Rodger , it would have caused a deep shock to Mr Lepton. It also means that contrary to expectations , they didn't reveal to the world what happened to them . Of course!

There was a chance that no one may believe them or they may be hunted down by Lepton. Then Charles was also sent to exile in 1952 so as to prevent him from testifying to UN on orders of British government which also means that he disobeyed orders of his exile , came back in 1956 to attend the wedding of his only friends Annie and  Carl who were getting married .

So British government had perfect chance to cover Charles Rodger's death by secretly making a deal with Lepton's cousin to kill Mr Charles in 1957 when he had just adopted Vincent who was not much months old at time. 

Well the chronology and deduction do concide but why ? Why wait till 2011 to kill Carl and Annie Pearson especially when they are so close to their demise too? And even if the British reports mentioned Mr Lepton's cousin Augustin, how the hell did he manage to escape after his face was all over the walls during the shooting.

Who was eager to know the truth that Pearsons knew after all this time? Obviously Vincent destroying the hostel was meant to allow them to cause chaos in nearby surroundings and hence masquerade their real objective :   to obtain some document located in Wonavilla .

But when it didn't happen, why didn't they try someone else to destroy the hostel in my previous timeline for whole 2 years until my death? Well! That was one thing I can't know now since I am not there anymore but what was the objective of killing Pearsons along with Vincent ? Was it just a fluke?

No! I am not thinking correctly. Imagine you are the one controlling the strings and starting this whole operation. Max! What would you do ? Think hard . Think fast . The time is running out and library is about to be closed so you can't obtain more information if you want on a clue you think later . Well fine ! Oh wait! Maybe when I revealed the truth , then maybe they would have been scared that those two might open their mouths so it was a perfect way to kill the only one who knew truth beside them plus frame a loose end for a crime. A perfect murder.

So now I have wrapped up everything connecting me to this case . What do I do ? I am sitting there in shadows but still the document remains hidden in Wonavilla. What do I do ? I can't attack it now . It would certainly cause masses to think it is in connection to something related to school's past and police being involved would be a serious pain. What do I do?

I sighed to myself all the way as I was riding in a taxi going back to home . Max! Think faster and deeper . You can figure this out . The answer is staring you in the face cleaved by heaps of facts .

I sat down on my chair staring at the walls. I should be elated. I should be jumping up in excitement pumped full of energy thinking about how I have got a new mystery enthralling my curiousity to its deepest extent more than I ever expected when I was sent back here . Indeed , I feel excited but at very same time ,  I just feel oddly enough that something remains missing. What is this feeling, Zee!

Au revoir readers ! Keep posted for the next chapter.