Journal acorrding to Jack Noonan

Dear Diary,

it is a sad day today. One of our good friend Patrick Maloney died today. This all took place at his own house. He died due to a blow at the back of his head. It was said that the murder weapon was a heavy and blunt piece of metal.

As it took place in his house, i naturally suspect that a burglar broke in and killed him. But, it would be hard to break in without alerting Patrick and deliver a blow in the back of his head. So, i went to search for the weapon as the buglar most likely would not carry the weapon back as it would be too eye-catching and too heavy. It was especially peculiar as i could not find the murder weapon nearby. We have checked the lawn, the whole house and even the nearby public dustbin but to no avail.

Then, Mrs Maloney invited us to some whiskey to keep us going and then she said something about Patrick will not forgive her if she did not provide us hospitality. So, she invited us to eat the lamb that was just cooked. I felt so hungry then that i could not control myself. The meat tasted especially good. Then we started talking about the case. One of them said something about the weapon right under our noses then i heard Mrs Maloney giggle. Hmm, i wonder why she giggled. May Patrick rest in peace.

Redards,
Jack Noonan