CHAPTER 8 The Unknown Factor
He just arrived in his office and hardly settled when a transparent plastic folder resting at his desk caught his eye.
What the.... he thought and called for Hesus. He now assigned him of the papers in his desk. Taking him in charge of paper works, anything that comes on and off his table. The summaries, memos, case files or anything that should be taken cared of inside the office , he except him of field work for now.
“Do you know where that came from?” Hesus shook his head attempting to reach for it. “Don’t touch it, ok? There may be fingerprints.”
They stared at the top most sheet. ’Gang Attacks’, read the heading.
Underneath which they will find out later are newspaper clippings of violent crimes committed allegedly by kids in boarding school. Attack on young man on a deserted road. On a young couple at midnight just right outside a club
Chapter 9 A Peek Into The PastThe summer cottage was in the center of a number of huge trees. Over the years, it had slowly deteriorated. Judging at the looks of its façade , no one had occupied it since the murders.William shielded his eyes with his hands and tried in vain to peer through the glass window.“Let’s check for the keys.” Ian told William as he tried to move a pot from its place. It is precisely where Carlene said it would be.The house was owned by the boys family but left the property to Mrs. Baker when they moved to south Africa.He took the key and unlocked the door. As they step inside they could sense the stench of days past; molds, abandonment, blood, terror. Ian let his eyes wander across the floor. Obvious traces of the murders were still visible. Dark stains where the bodies had been found.He let his imagination travel back when authorities at that time con
CHAPTER 10 The LawyerOliver Randell Davis born to a prominent clan of lawyers. With a father of strict rules and a disciplinarian. They both love their profession and always thought that Oliver will take their lead in the future as if it was his only destiny. For him at that early age he perceived it to be normal. He couldn’t think of any other better.They were strict of his studies as far as he can remember. Getting the private tutor, sending him to the best schools. Friends as they say were unnecessary. They come and go. And when he didn’t meet their expectations they would tell him to stand and explain to them himself as if in front of a jury that he should defend himself. He never complained and always thought to himself that it was for his future. But as he grew up he felt the loneliness and ask himself why he was alone. Was friends really unnecessary? Or why can’t he not go out to fancy hims
CHAPTER 11 Taking MeasuresThe Sanders’ cottage caretaker was a man in his early sixty’s. Unknown to the two wandering visitor he was also spying on them the moment they were within eyesight. He cannot be sure who they were but since they were not coming close to the house, he did not bother to question them. They looked suspicious but decent. He had no idea what they here for. An hour after, he went out to investigate but many cottages were yet empty during that week. Only the house of the elderly woman was occupied. They knew each other and the elderly woman was very trusting. She can easily give away information if asked. He found out that they were policemen asking about the murders at the old cottage . She also informed him that they were asking about the boys who stayed in cottage he now looked after.The caretaker though only employed for five years thought that he ought to inform his employer about it.
Chapter 12 Prints of the PastThere was a knock on the door and before chief Jacob Nielsen could react the hard headed Detective Ian Murray is already striding halfway into his office.His head is throbbing painfully as he is looking into two additional request for leave. Cases are growing in the city but his men are requesting leave one after the other.And now detective Ian is here what could he want this time he asked himself.“Not now Ian? “he said knowing full well that Ian’s hearing could be surprisingly selective he won't be listening.“It will only take a moment” Ian said to his chief, “it’s about the case I’m working on.”“Jesus Christ, Ian, have you not given up that yet?” he said frustratingly. “Many of our men are requesting for leave we don't have enough manpower now and there are so many cases in the city I need people who can i
Chapter 13 The VisitRaymond’s house outside the city is a gift he received from his parents. It was presented to him when he was announce as the new CEO of their family’s business.He came here twice a month to refresh and to avoid the hectic atmosphere of the city. This is the place where he spends his time alone.It is where he set up his shooting range at the rear part of the huge land.He got only few servants in the house and two men to help him with his shooting practice. They organize for him his lone hunting, prepare his private hunting grounds. They kept fowl, pigeons and pheasants for his sport.This time he fancy to have pheasants out and then he went to get he shotgun as well as rifle of his choice.This is how he relax himself.But when he was at the firearms room he realise that something is odd one of the shotguns was missing. He thought that probab
CHAPTER 14 The Rich and FamousHe was left there, no matter what or how loud he tried to make a sound it was hopeless. Only on the morning that he was saved from his state.Raymond can still feel the humiliation that a mere woman had outsmarted him. But it is Meghan anyway. The whole morning he was overcame by indefinable anger that he punched his men in the face for being useless. And as punishment he ordered them to look for Meghan and present her to him otherwise, they can kiss their job goodbye.‘I can never let Meghan get away with this,’ he thought. I never lose to anyone.Even as a baby the Sanders’ one and only child was pampered with the luxury the Sanders money can buy. Surrounded by nannies that tended to his need every second. As a little boy ,he was introduced only to the so called other good family. His mother’s friends children or his father’s exclusive club friends&r
CHAPTER 15 Another AngleOn their drive back to the headquarters, Detective Ian Murray and William were quiet, each absorbed in thought. Between their ears, the case was moving full speed ahead.“Want me to make us coffee, Ian?” William asked as they were about to get settle down.“Yes please, no sugar,” replied Ian.He put his legs up on the desk, turned on the news programme on TV, relaxed and expected nothing more from the day.The next ten minutes changed that.He picked up the telephone on the first ring and his eyes rolled towards the ceiling when he heard the homicide chief’s dark voice.“I received a call from the superintendent, Ian, I don’t know how he found out about you snooping around. He said that he sees no reason why you should dig deeper into this case.”“Why?” Ian asked simply.“That&rs
Chapter 16 - Murray: The DetectiveHe frowned in frustration at the meagre result of his finding, but at the same time asking himself why can’t he not just let go of the case. If chief Jacob Nielsen only left me in peace, he probably would have shredded the paper himself. But the chief hadn’t. He'd given him the direct order to let the case go; therefore he was unable to.Even as a boy his mother would give him reminders to stay out of trouble but coming back home with bruises from fighting. His father new him as well, he would tell him never to try the shooting booth in the carnival but the more he challenge himself to do it. His father would give explicit order not to involve himself with this and that lass but the more he will go after them. That’s who he is. No one was going to make his decisions for him, which actually made him easy to manipulate and he wonder if Chief Jacob Nielsen knew