MWCD: IMPERSONATION- CHAPTER I

In the title, as you've read, MWCD is an abbreviation for 'Mystery With Clara Dawn'.



"Clara, hold on!" Isabelle, Clara Dawn's best friend, called to her. Clara had been out for some fun boating in a lake, but then a storm broke out, capsizing the boat! Clara wasn't an excellent swimmer. Actually, she didn't even know what swimming was! Slowly, Clara fell out of the boat, into the water. Isabelle jumped in, worried and determined to save her friend. "Clara! I am coming! Breathe normally, please!" Called Isabelle. Clara didn't answer but. "Oh no!" Her friend thought. 

But, when Isabelle looked closely, Clara's hand was above the water. Clara was desperately trying to call to her friend, for help. Luckily, help came. Isabelle held her hand, pulled her, and they both slowly motioned to the shore. When they had reached the shore, Isabella tried to wake her friend. Clara opened her eyes groggily. "Clara! Are you okay?" Asked Isabelle. "Yes-I-I-am-ok-okay," Clara stammered. "Thank goodness!" Isabelle thanked. Clara Dawn slowly recovered, and she said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Isa. I could've been killed! After all, I don't know how to swim!"

"Don't be silly!" Isabelle laughed. The two girls stood up, eager to get home. Isabelle was an orphan, so she used to stay at Clara's house.

When Clara and Isabelle reached, a well-dressed person stood in the room. Isabelle knew him well, but Clara didn't recognize him. "Who is he?" Clara asked. "He is Monsieur McMurphy. He is French." Isabelle explained. "Sorry, but I still do not understand." Clara denied. "Hmm. Well, he is the owner of Dazzling Diamonds, the jewelry store. Now did you understand?" Isabelle asked. Clara nodded. She went inside. "Hello, Monsieur Murphy!" She greeted. "Salut!" He said in french. "Sorry, but I don't know French!" Clara said, laughing. "Hello, Ms. Dawn. Actually there's no time to chit-chat. Please give me the payment already," McMurphy told sternly. "What payment?" Clara asked, confused. "Yesterday you came at the store. You selected a gorgeous diamond bracelet worth a lakh. You told us that you'd give the payment the next day, which means today. We trusted you because we know you and your parents well." McMurphy told. "1 lakh! Sorry, sir. But I never purchase things that are so expensive! And, most important of all, I didn't come at your store yesterday! I don't even remember the last time I came there, sir." Clara explained. "You must've been mistaken,"

Murphy denied. "Clara is right," Isabelle came to defense. "Yesterday Clara didn't go anywhere. She was here, at her home." Clara nodded. "Oh, but then, who was the other Clara Dawn?" Monsieur McMurphy asked. "I get it," Clara began. "Someone is trying to impersonate me!" "Impersonate?" Isabelle repeated. "Okay, let's not get carried away. Clara, let's wait. If we face any problems in the same way, let's then assure ourselves that someone really is trying to impersonate you, dear." Isabelle suggested. Clara nodded. She was worried. Who, or why was carrying out this impersonation? 

*TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER II*