Epilogue

A couple days later, the whole family went to see the rest of the play. The play was started from the very beginning. This time, there were no murders (except for the one in the play of course).

"I knew it!" Roger said at the end of the play when they, along with the other people in the audience, were applauding. "I knew that the culprit was…"

"Roger!" Francine scolded. "Don't tell the readers! Let them find it out themselves."

"What if they don't see the play, or read the book, or movie, or Internet, or whatever."

"Well, don't say it out loud just in case." Roger rolled his eyes.

"Whatever!"

"Did you like the play?" Jeff asked Klaus when he picked him up from the aisle.

"Yes, I did." Klaus answered. "The actors that replaced Alex and Shelby weren't as good as they were, but they did their best."

"Yeah, but it wasn't too bad. They weren't terrible."

"Ja, it wasn't terrible, but they weren't great either. They weren't the same."

"I know."

Despite Alex's, and Shelby's understudies, Klaus was glad he finally saw the end of the play. He was also glad that there were no real life murders this time around. And he knew in his heart, that his family would agree.