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The Late Clients

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The Late Clients Chapter 1 I walked into my office, happy with my achievements today. I had successfully closed a hard case, the client being Elaine Smith. Elaine and I were quite good friends. We are not only on first-name terms, but she calls me 'Eddy' rather than Edward. I may have even fallen in love with her if it wasn't for Caroline being so kind and pleasant. I don't exactly love Caroline, but I am very very close friends with her. There was some post for me on the floor, which I picked up. "Edward Chapman, Red Cottage, Moniave, Dumfries and Galloway, Scotland. Private and Confidential" it read. At first, I thought it was just another bill, but on closer inspection, I noticed it was the same type of envelope as Elaine used. It was not from her, but from a would-be client. I had not heard of this person, but I had decided to give myself a break. I started to reply to this letter (a polite declination, of course) when the phone rang. It was Bill Smith, who is Elaine's brother. The tone of his voice sent a foreboding chill down my spine. "Ed, I have some extraordinarily bad news. You are the first one I have told. Elaine's body was found earlier this morning, under a 'sand dune' on the beach by Stranraer. I have managed to get the cops to leave it alone for you to examine first, for your investigation. I'll pay you �1,000 per month." His last two words were almost completely drowned by the tide of his grief. "But...but..." I stammered. "You think it's a murder then?" I managed to ask when I had composed myself. "I'm not sure, but I believe so, the 'sand dune' was very compact, as if someone had suffocated her". "I'll do my very best, and you know it. This one's personal." ...read more.


"Thank you so much for calling Mrs. Edwards," I hurried. "I'll be right over to get it." I quickly grabbed my keys and ran out to my Ford Focus estate to begin the 5-minute drive to Moniave. * * * "Hey, Big Tony," shouted Pearce "a box of our syringes has gone missing." "What?" bawled Tony, "What do I pay you people for? That box cost me �75!" "Sorry boss, we screwed up." "Too right, you did. Who do you think stole it? Have you at least an idea?" "No boss, sorry boss" was as much as Pearce could say back. "Although it could have been someone from our gang. Like Ivy Crookshank before she sadly passed away." "Maybe. Nevertheless, I intend to find out. Or rather, I intend for you to find out. Go!" Chapter 5 I examined the syringe under my microscope back at Red Cottage, which is the name of my office in Moniave. Definitely the one used to inject Ivy with cyanide; it has a bit of Ivy's DNA on the tip where it was inserted (the police do, at least, have DNA databases that I can access for a small fee). It is beginning to look increasingly like the killer is a woman, as they were professional enough to wear gloves, but not latex ones; a strand of wool was left on the syringe handle. So I'm looking for someone who wears woolly gloves. Heck, even I wear woolly gloves; it is winter after all! I decided to go for a 'relaxing' cycle in Dalmacallan forest. Well, I call it relaxing, anyone not extremely good at cycling would call it tiring. I am pretty athletic considering I don't cycle that often any more, but I have been getting more unfit recently as I have started smoking again. The death of someone as close to me as Elaine was a severe shock to my system and too depressing for me to cope with. ...read more.


When I got to the viewpoint that overlooked the Cairnsmore of Fleet, I found her. She had a gun, and was shaking it about wildly, and weeping inconsolably. I decided that it was best to put my hands up and to question her, that way I would be in charge of the situation, and she would have no reason to shoot me. "Hello Carol" I started "It's not what it looks like, I promise," she wailed. "I found the box Carol. I even found a white woollen strand on the handle of the syringe used to kill Ivy. Admit it." "No, it was not me." "Carol, All of the murders have been places not 30 minutes drive from your house. They are all past female clients. Why, Carol?" "I - I" she stammered, "I felt threatened by them. They were planning to take you from me!" "No they weren't. I only used to see Elaine, never any of the others." "They were planning to take you from me!" she repeated. "By killing Elaine, you took two of my best friends away; first Elaine in death, and now you, as a murderer." "No! Eddy, I love you," she screamed wildly "I do not share your love, Carol. I may have done but you blew it with the whole murdering people thing." "I don't care. Marry me or I'll kill you." Chapter 9 Jack was a nice guy. He liked to go for long walks up to the top of the hill directly behind his house and look over the valley. The sunlight was shining in his eyes; not directly, but rather reflected off of the waters of Loch Doon. He was at the top now, at his favourite viewpoint on Black Craig, sitting on a wooden bench placed by the Forestry Commission. He could see a church a long way off, and could faintly hear the bells ringing. He couldn't quite work out whether the ring of the bells was joyous or mournful. Jake Beazley L4E - 1 - 19/09/2009 Page 1 of 11 ...read more.

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