Chapter 18; As Sherlock Holmes Always Says, "The Game Is On"

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    "I don't understand how you manage to read such a thick book in such a short time," he says, plopping down on the couch next to me.
    "This isn't that thick," I say. "I've read thicker books before."
      "It's like four hundred pages!" he exclaims.
    "Actually, it's about six hundred pages," I correct him, looking at the page number of the last page.

    "Hello...?" I say, noticing something odd on the last page.
    "What? What is it? Did you find something?" Lewis asks, trying to look over my shoulder.
    "I think so, but it's rather peculiar," I say.
    "What is it?" he asks. He can't the drawing as the book cover is obstructing his line of sight.

    "It's a drawing of Alice," I say, showing him the drawing on the page. "And it's a perfect likeness."
    "Alice didn't draw this," he says, shaking his head.
    "What makes you think that?" I ask, looking up from the book.

    "Because Alice doesn't like her books to have a crease in its pages, much less a drawing," Lewis says. "She hates it when her book has any marks."

    "So your saying that this book must've been given to her?" I ask.

     He nods.

     "Well, that explains this," I say, pointing at the message written on the first page of the book.

Run away with me.
Let's go to Neverland
And never come back
Until forever ends.

Let's escape to
Neverland together.
Solve my puzzle and
You'll find what you seek.

- P.P

    "This isn't Alice's handwriting," I say, tapping on the page with my forefinger.
    Lewis reads the message outloud. I don't have to see his face to tell that he's heartbroken, his voice says it all.
    "Run away with me?" he repeats. "She was seeing someone?"
    "I'm sure she wasn't seeing anyone," I assure him.

     "How do you know?" he asks.
    "Do you think she'd be able to date anyone while she's constantly hanging out with us?" I say. "She wouldn't have the time. Plus, we would've noticed."
    "Yeah..." Lewis says, sounding unconvinced.
    "What does "P.P" stand for, then?"  he asks.

    "I'm assuming it's short for Peter Pan," I say. "Maybe he thinks of himself as Peter Pan and Alice as Wendy."

     "In the book "The Child Thief" Peter Pan was obsessed with a young girl named Wendy so he kidnapped her. After a few years, her friends and family finally found her. But they were too late, she became a victim to Stockholm syndrome during her time with her captor," I explain.

    "Do you think that the person who gave this to Alice could be an admirer?" Lewis asks. "Someone who's been stalking her perhaps?"
    "Possibly," I say. "This seems like a kidnapping case."
     "Whoever kidnapped Alice is a dead man. I don't care who he is," Lewis growls. "I'm gonna kill him when I get my hands on him."

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Peter's P.O.V (In Neverland)

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       I watch as The Bloodlust Trio take turns beating Ray up. I smirk at the sight. He just couldn't stay away from Alice. Maybe this'll teach him a lesson.
    "That's enough, boys," I order, walking up to them. "You are dismissed."
    They reluctantly stop.
    I wait until they leave, then I approach Ray.

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