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The next morning, Ashley and I went to the library and searched archives. We took up the only two microfilm projectors they had. But from the looks of it, there wasn't much of a demand to use the old equipment anyway, so no one seemed to care. We searched several hours for articles using the name Du Bois. We didn't know Isabelle's last name, but figured if anything was reported about her death, the Du Bois' would be listed as her employers.

The search revealed Du Bois was the owner of a clothing store across the river in Gramercy. We saw several of his sales ads, but nothing else of interest. I was almost ready to give up when Ashley exclaimed.

"I think I found it!" She was reading intently. "A woman's body was found in the river and was positively identified as an employee of Mr. and Ms. Frances Du Bois. Preliminary investigation reveals possible suicide." Ashley looked at me disturbed.

"What the hell, they didn't even give her name." Ashley was irritated. "How disrespectful."

"That is strange don't you think." I added.

"No, I think that's high class assholes not giving a shit about the servants." Ashley was put out.

"No, I mean, why would she drowned herself. She apparently knows how to kill herself without having to go all the way to the river." I was really just thinking out loud, but her death still didn't make sense to me. "If it was a suicide of passion, I just couldn't see her going all the way to the river." Ashley looked at me like she was thinking about what I said. "When she tried it at home she was upset, it was like she was in the moment and was just reacting. If she had to walk all the way to the river, chances are she'd lose interest before getting there. Don't ya think?"

"Well, what you want to do, I don't think we going to get any more information from here." She was probably right.

"Lets go see Gale." As much as I hated it, she was the only person I could think of who might could provide answers.