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Detective Story The Landlady The lightning lit the sky a bright purple and white colour, it seemed as though the sky was on huge faulty light waiting for someone to fix it. Matthew Davies had just left the police force after helping to solve a murder case, it had taken six months to solve and it turned out to be his own wife. Almost immediately after he filed for a divorce, that's when he moved from Portsmouth to London. He didn't just leave because of this though it was mainly because he was arrogant and didn't like the way things were being run and thought he could do better himself. His office didn't look like much at the moment, just boxes everywhere. All he had was his old black, leather chair -that was falling apart- and his marked, mahogany desk. The room was reasonably large with a green, aged carpet that looked like it had been walked on quite a bit. There were also shelves but they were falling off the wall, not much use to him. Earlier in the week the estate agent had showed him the office. When he looked up at the tower of offices he realised his office was south facing. The estate agent had said that it was in an ideal position and the sun will flood through the windows in the afternoon, Matt had replied 'I wasn't actually thinking about sunbathing in here,' He didn't talk to him in the same joyful, annoying tone after that comment. ...read more.


I gave him the exact same directions to the same place as I just gave you," His face had brightened up quite a bit while telling this small story then suddenly he frowned. "About a week later his picture was on the news and underneath it read: MISSING! They never did find him though. Never will I suppose," he smiled with a wicked gleam in his eye. "Ahem... sorry I have to go, my shift has finished now!" "I could talk to you all night but I want to go just as much as you do!" he replied with a false smile. The giant clock in the station had just struck midnight. Standing outside the pub directed to -after not a five but thirty minute walk- there was an old sign that read 'NO VACANCIES TRY THE BELL AND DRAGON UP THE ROAD' He rubbed his tired eyes "I wonder how far this place is 'up the road'?" he thought to himself angrily. As he strolled up the badly lit, cobbled street he thought about how the porter had poured out his thoughts to him without realising. His face had disturbed him quite a bit. An old house had caught his attention and had 'B&B' written in the window underneath it read, '�10 per night' this reminded him of the letter Mrs. Weaver had read out to him from Billy. 'This must have been where he stayed,' he thought to himself -again-. ...read more.


Luckily the Landlady was still in the bathroom so he decided to go downstairs, have some breakfast and the phone the police to arrest the strange thing that occupied the dated house. As he opened the cupboard in the kitchen a small, clear box came into his view straight away, it had blue pellets. It was labelled: POISON. He slammed the door and made his way towards the phone. He dialled 999 and asked for the police, he told the woman on the phone about who he was and what had happened. The police arrived within minutes of his call, they discussed the case and how he thought the Landlady was the porter that directs you down this way and lies about the walk down which gives him time to get ready for your arrival. He also dresses up as a woman, maybe to seem friendlier. He thinks that the Landlady puts the poison in the cupboard in the tea and waits for you to die from the effects and proceeds to stuff you and adds you to his collection of "pets" Just then he heard a familiar voice "What are you doing here officer!?" "I've come to arrest you under suspicion of murdering: Billy Weaver, Christopher Mulholland and Gregory W. Temple," he replied calmly. After questioning and a search of the house, they found the porter's uniform. The "Landlady" admitted to killing all three men and then stuffing them. Matthew Davies thought he was going to have quite a successful career as he sat now on the train back to London. Claire Sizer Friday 4th October '2002' 1 ...read more.

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