De Tanga went over his notes for a bit, adding things and reading things over. Everyone in the room watched Detective De Tanga Tealson with interest. Everyone was curious to what exactly De Tanga had written down on his notepad and who he believed to be the murderer. De Tanga as he looked at what he had written felt the sensation of eyes staring at him and when he looked up he wasn't surprised to see that everyone's eyes were locked on him. He picked up the case file and went to look over one thing. Hmm... now that is a little questionable. De Tanga looked up and cleared his throat. "Sergeant Gray you said in the report you made that Mr. Boddy hadn't been killed in this room."
"Yes I did."
"Well what reason do you have to believe that?"
Zelgadis motioned for De Tanga to come over to where Mr. Boddy's body had been when he had found him. "Now if you look around the room you can see that there isn't any sign of struggle anywhere. And if Mr. Boddy had been killed in this room you would see more blood then just where his body had been. Like blood that had splattered on the walls or something. But besides where Mr. Boddy's body had been it's completely clean. I believe that Mr. Boddy had been killed elsewhere in the estate and brought here to this room."
De Tanga mentally noted that it did seem very unlikely that Mr. Boddy had been murdered in this room. Unless the place had been cleaned after Mr. Boddy had been killed. Hmm... "Well thank you for all your cooperation everyone. You don't have to stay in this room anymore. But you all still have to stay in Boddy Manor."
Everyone got up and left the room respectively until only De Tanga, Hallas and Death were left in the room. Both the younger officers turned to De Tanga. "Detective Tealson what should we do now?" Hallas asked.
"Hallas I want you to find out as much as you can about the Salvation Society that Miss Peacock is a member off."
Hallas nodded.
"And Death I want you to head out to go see Melissa Potiron to check out Sergeant Gray's story."
"Do you really think it's wise for you to stay in the Boddy Manor with both of us gone?"
De Tanga gave an annoyed glare at Officer Death Noir. "And why wouldn't it be wise?"
"Well Mr. Boddy was murdered here after all the killer is in this building. How do we know that the killer may not want to kill you?"
De Tanga narrowed his eyes at the younger officer. "Who cares if he or she wants to kill me?! I've worked on far more dangerous cases then this and without a partner too! So you don't need to worry about me. I can take care of myself."
Death shrugged and he and Hallas went off to do their assigned tasks.
De Tanga shook his head with annoyance. Partners... gah! He pulled back out his notepad and started to write things down.
Why had Mr. Boddy been moved from the place of murder?
How could he have been moved?
Who could have moved him?
Why was he moved after he had been discovered?
Where had he been moved to after his body had been discovered?
De Tanga looked down at all the questions that he had written down. He had a lot of questions to answer and that's provided that Sergeant Zelgadis Gray's story is completely true. He was very well aware that Zelgadis could be lying to him. But for what reason would Sergeant Gray want to kill Mr. Boddy for? What would be the motive? He sighed and got up to look around the room more closely. De Tanga still didn't have a clue on how the murderer could have moved the body. Whoever it was must have been strong so that more or less point towards the guys of this group.
He was going to write down in his notepad of the murderer probably being a man but then he thought back to some of his older cases. He remembered many scenarios where seemingly weak and fragile woman who were not suspected as the culprit because the strength required seemed more logical for it to have been a man. But those very same women were proven the guilty parties because in real fact they were strong despite their looks.
De Tanga refrained from writing in his notepad and put it back in his jacket. Looks can definitely be deceiving. So until I can prove otherwise each person here is going to remain a suspect.
He examined the room a little more before he decided to check out some of the other rooms of the Boddy Manor.
Officer Death Noir and Hallas Beige stepped outside the Boddy Manor and realized a little problem. Unless they decided to go together, then they needed another car.
"Oh great so what are we supposed to do?" Death frowned.
"Well I could drive you over to Melissa Potiron's, drop you off there and head over to the station and pick you up later."
"Nah that's still going to be annoying if one of us needs to use the car and the other has it."
They both sat there in silence for a few minutes trying to figure out what to do.
"Well Hallas how about this, I drive you over to the station and drop you off there. Then I could head over to the Potiron's place and you could sign for another car while you're at the station."
Hallas thought about it and nodded. "Yeah that could work out okay. So when should we leave?"
"First I want to call for directions on what Melissa Potiron's address is, so I know where it is when I get back." Death pulled out his cell phone and dialed up for information.
A few minutes later they were on the road heading out towards the station.
De Tanga wandered through the many rooms of the Boddy Manor. Around in the halls of the large estate portraits of Mr. Boddy were hung on the walls. While stopping to look at one of the paintings De Tanga noted a very interesting thing. When he had been talking to all the suspects about Mr. Boddy and their reasons for being at the dead man's estate Professor Xellos Plum had referred to Mr. Boddy as Mr. Boddy. Professor Plum claimed to be 'a dear old friend' of Mr. Boddy. But if he was such good friends with Mr. Boddy, then why would Professor Plum call Mr. Boddy by his first name when talking about him? De Tanga made a note of that in his notepad. He looked back up at the portrait and decided to make note of another thing. On how much Mr. Boddy seemed to resemble a certain suspect of his. I think I'll need to talk to Miss White very soon. I've got many things that I want to ask her about. He put his notepad back in his jacket and decided to see if he could find the mayor's daughter.
After Hallas had been dropped off Officer Death Noir made his way over to Melissa Potiron's home. Her house was a bit of a ways away from the Boddy Manor but she was definitely one of Mr. Boddy's only neighbors. Not that many people lived that far away from town.
Death parked in front of Melissa Potiron's home. It was a large house though not as large as the Boddy Manor but still very close. Why is it that all the rich people want to live so far away? Death shook his head and went up and pressed the doorbell at the front door of the house.
An old man with silver gray answered wearing a black butler's outfit. "Yes Sir?"
Death reached for his badge and flashed it at the butler. "Hi I'm Officer Death Noir and I'm investigating the murder of Mr. Boddy whom was killed a few days ago. I want to know if I can speak with Melissa Potiron to see if she can offer some information to help with the investigation."
The butler looked over Death's credentials for a few moments before he spoke. "Just one moment Sir." The butler disappeared into the house for a few minutes before returning. "Come this way."
The butler lead Death into a large room with sofas, chairs and a fireplace.
"Please wait here, Miss Potiron will be with you in a few moments." And again the butler disappears into one of the many rooms of the house.
Death sat down on one of the sofas and looked around the room a bit. Hmm... this place isn't half that bad. I wouldn't mind living in a home like this.
A minute or two later a woman in her early twenties with dark red-orange hair and dark green eyes came into the room. "Hello I'm Melissa Potiron, you're Officer Death Noir right?"
"Yes that's right." Death responded showing her his badge.
"It's such a shame to hear about Mr. Boddy. And he was such a nice man."
"Ahem yes it was quite a shame. Now Miss Potiron would you be willing to answer a few questions?" Death pulled out his own notepad and a pen from his jacket.
"Yes I would. I'd like to help in any way I can. But tell me how could I know anything that could help you?"
"Well I wanted to ask about the prowler you called about on the night of Mr. Boddy's murder."
"Really? You mean that prowler might have been the person who murdered Mr. Boddy?" Miss Potiron gasped in shock.
"We aren't sure about it, but I'd like you describe exactly what happened that night."
"Okay." Miss Potiron took a deep before telling Death exactly what happened. "Well I was reading a book in this very room while sitting on that sofa over there by the window. I was home alone because George had already left to go home for the night."
"George?" Death raised an eyebrow.
"Oh sorry! George, he's the man who showed you to this room. He's my butler."
Death nodded and motioned for her to continue.
"Alright where was I? Um yes I was reading by the window. The storm had just started up so there was a lot of thunder, lightning and rain. I looked up from my book occasionally to look through the window to see the storm. But I couldn't see much because it was dark out. So I'm reading and I looked up and didn't see much and as I was about to go back to my book a flash of lightning went and I saw a person standing outside my window."
"Did you see who the person was?"
"No I didn't. Because right after the lightning went the person was gone."
"What did you do next?"
"First I screamed, then I ran to the phone. I was positively frantic so when I called the people at the police station they thought I was just acting crazy. Then I tried calling Sergeant Gray."
"And why did you call him?"
"Because I've known Zelgadis for quite sometime. My mother used to baby-sit him when he was little. So I knew that Zelgadis would come if I called him."
"And he came?"
"Yes as quickly as he could. When he got here he asked me what happened and then he went to check around my home. Once he was done he came back to my front door and told me that the prowler had run off but he was going to check around the other areas to see if anyone knew anything. And then he left."
"I see." Death nodded writing down what Melissa Potiron told him. Well it looks like Sergeant Gray's story checks out. "Thank you very much Miss Potiron, I must be heading off now, I still have a lot more work to do." Death got up and so did Miss Potiron.
"Alright Officer Noir. I'll show you to the door."
She walked Death to the door and opened it for him. "I hope you manage to find out who the killer is."
"Yes I hope so too. Good day to you Miss Potiron." Death nodded and went out the door in the direction of the car.
"Wait Officer Noir!" Melissa Potiron called from her house. As sprinted over to him
"Yes?" Death raised an eyebrow at her.
"Could you deliver a message for me?" Miss Potiron said a bit out of breath.
"Certainly. What message do you wish for me to deliver?"
"Could you tell Sergeant Zelgadis Gray that I'm sorry that Mr. Boddy is dead?"
"Um, sure..."
"Thank you so much!" And with that Miss Potiron went back to her home.
Death stood there by the car a bit confused. Why would she want me to tell Sergeant Gray that?