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Chapter 3

(Read Chapter 2 here: https://essdeeauthor.wordpress.com/2013/03/04/number-21-part-2/)

It was almost 6 in the evening. The John Doe had been identified from the missing reports as a small business owner named Howard Bracken. His wife had reported him missing 2 days ago. His wife was contacted and asked to come and confirm if the body was indeed her husband’s.

Alan was sitting on the chair looking at the white board. It had been put up with the photos of the victims and had arrows pointing to the previous cases they matched. He couldn’t understand how he was involved in all this, and if  the letters A, C were indeed his initials or meant something else completely. But the similarity to his first two cases and his initials were very hard to ignore. He was so engrossed in trying to unravel the mystery that he didn’t realise someone had come up beside him and was standing next to him looking at the board. The guy suddenly remarked upon the singularity of the case, making Alan jump out of surprise.

Conrad Higgins was his old partner. And his mentor. Higgins was with him on his first 7 cases and had trained him on how to interrogate and read people, where to look for clues, etc. On their eighth case together, Higgins had taken a bribe and destroyed evidence against the guilty, and Alan had reported him to his seniors. Higgins was suspended from duty and official proceedings were started against him. Alan went on cracking case after case, getting many applauds from the department, whereas Higgins got caught up in the bribery charges. Higgins did not speak to Alan for almost a year, and then one day, just called to meet up. They had beer together, talked about old days, and all was forgiven and forgotten.

Alan was glad to see his old partner here. Maybe he could shed some new light in the case. And as Higgins was involved in Alan’s first two cases as well, he could find an angle perhaps. Alan told him about the evidence and witness reports. Higgins opined that it might be someone who had tracked Alan’s success in solving homicide cases and wanted to challenge his abilities. Maybe the murderer was trying to create the perfect murder, a murder without motive or reason. In that case, it might be very difficult to catch him. This disheartened Alan, but he decided to pursue the thread nonetheless. He thanked Higgins for his help, and Higgins left, asking to be kept updated about the developments.

At around 7 PM, the CSU report on Mary newton’s apartment came back. A silver button had been discovered near the door in the CSU sweep. There was a partial fingerprint that matched the victim, but no other evidence on it. The button did not match any of the dresses of Mary, neither did it match any of those of her parents or her boyfriend. This was a new clue, and Alan assumed it belonged to the murderer and had torn off in the struggle to remove Mary from her house.

Alan returned back home at around 9 PM. He wasn’t feeling very good. The thought that he might be responsible for innocent people’s death was weighing him down. He was utterly depressed, and prayed that he would be able to catch the killer before he could claim any more victims. But Alan was without any clues that would help. He decided to analyse the whole case from the beginning again.

He had dozed off in the sofa in the hall, when vibrations of the phone in his pocket woke him up. It was Jerry, another deputy. They had discovered the bodies of two little twins in a dumpster near the children’s park. Alan said he was on his way. It was 11 PM, and he couldn’t believe the murderer would strike so soon. Three murders in 24 hours was too much. He sent a text to detective James and reached the park in 15 minutes. A lot of people were crowded there, and a number of women were sobbing quietly. Alan took a peek in the dumpster. His eyes welled up. Two little infants, around 8 months of age were lying there as if in sleep. But they were dead.

Suddenly a woman came rushing towards them, crying that her babies were stolen, and if they could help her find them. She said she had been shopping in the nearby supermarket when the pram holding her kids went missing. Then she looked inside the dumpster, screamed and fainted. They were her babies. The emergency guys took her to the hospital to recover from the shock.

Alan asked the deputy to move people away and cordon off the area. James also reached the spot at the time. She looked shaken after witnessing the scene. Alan took the tape recorder out of his pocket and started recording.

Alan: There are two bodies in the dumpster. That of two identical twin infant boys of about 8 months of age. There are no cuts or bruises on the face, chest, abdomen or on the hands and legs. Both the boys are blue in colour that seem to be the result of choking or asphyxiation. There are no marks on the neck. Maybe a pillow was used. The bodies are in open black plastic bags. The mother of the children was still looking for the kids in the park, so it wasn’t long that they had gone missing. The murders seem to be done hurriedly and the bodies dumped here.

Alan noted that this twin murder was similar to this third case. That case was of the murders of two identical twins of about 6 years of age. He had found out that there was a romantic angle of the baby sitter with the father and she killed the kids to make the mother insane with grief so that she could have the father to herself. It took him almost 2 months to crack the case, only after he got the news that the father had asked to divorce his wife.

Alan hoped this was in no way related to the insane chain of murders. With consternation, he slowly turned the bodies over . There was an A and a C inscribed on either of their backs.

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To be continued on Chapter 4

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Chapter 2:

(Read chapter 1 here : https://essdeeauthor.wordpress.com/2013/02/28/number-21/)

It was 6:00 AM by the time Alan reached home. He planned to take a 2 hour nap but lay awake on the bed, not getting a wink of sleep. He couldn’t stop thinking about the case. The murder scene was known to him, in the sense that it was similar to his second case. Very similar. He thought about the coincidence. His second case was of betrayal and revenge. A 21-year-old girl cheated on her boyfriend. He took revenge by killing her with a knife, stabbing her about 20 times and leaving her in her car to die in a parking lot. Alan had cracked the case within 3 days. The guy had been caught and he is currently serving his term in jail. There was no reason why this similarity could be anything else but coincidence. The only difference being that the current girl was murdered elsewhere and brought to her car post-mortem, whereas the earlier murder was committed in the car itself. Maybe here also the girl’s boyfriend is involved. Alan decided it to be the first thing to check out in the morning.

The alarm buzzed at 8:00 AM, waking Alan from the reverie. He took a shower, made a toast and omelette and scanned through the day’s newspaper while having breakfast. Then he left for the Police Station. There was buzz and activity in the homicide department due to the morning’s murder. Fred, the deputy was there. So was Detective Martha James, the new joinie. She was in Alan’s team and was in the process of learning the nuances of the job. Alan reprimanded her for not being reachable through phone in the morning. She mouthed ‘sorry’ with a cute, baby-ish smile expecting it to melt Alan’s heart. It didn’t. He got even more angry, and told her she ought to have joined movies or modelling if she wished to show her girly talents rather than the police force. She quietly walked away.

The victim’s parents and her boyfriend were waiting to be interrogated. Alan called each of them to the interrogation room one by one, and asked them the usual questions : Where were they when she was killed? Did they have an alibi? Did they know of any jealous friends? Did they know of anybody who would have wanted to harm Mary or had a grudge against her? etc. He got to know from Derek, the boyfriend, that Mary had dropped him home after work at around 9:30 PM and had gone to her apartment.  Alan asked detective James to confirm the alibis and get the Tech team to search for a red Jaguar in the cctv footage of the traffic points at 9:30 PM around Derek’s house.

It was 2PM in the afternoon. Alan was almost done with his third interrogation, Mrs. Newton, when he received a text on his phone from James about another murder. He concluded his interrogation and left for the scene.

A body had floated up and got caught in the railings under the bridge on the river. They just pulled the body out of the water when Alan reached the scene. Detective James was already there. Alan asked her to record what she concluded from the body and gave her the tape recorder. CSU took pictures of the body while James recorded her findings.

Martha James: The victim seems to be an elderly man, almost 70. He is wearing night dress and from the decomposition of the flesh, he seems to be dead for almost 3 days. There are marks on his neck as if he has been strangulated. There are some bruises on the wrists and ankles implying he was tied with ropes. There are no papers on the body to identify the victim.

After finishing recording, James asked Alan what was to be done next. Alan did not reply. He was engrossed in thoughts. He noted the resemblance of this murder to that of his first case. In fact, this was an exact copy. And if the recent murders were put in the chronological order of death, this John Doe died before Mary Newton. So, the pattern was similar to the order of the cases handled by Alan. There was no reason to link these two murders and they might have been completely separate occurrences, but Alan couldn’t shake off the instinct that these two murders were connected. But until a link is found, he would have to treat them as separate murders. He decided to follow the normal course of investigation. He sent the body for autopsy, asked James to follow on the alibis on Mary Newton’s relatives and went back to the station.

Once back in the office, he sent a photo of the John Doe to the IT team to match with any of the missing reports in the State. While he was at it, a preliminary autopsy report on Mary Newton was dropped on his desk. He took a look at it, and was surprised to see a photo of the lower back of the victim. Two letters were scraped on the flesh by a sharp instrument. The letters A and C.  Was it for Alan Clarke? He immediately called up the medical examiner performing the autopsies, Dr. Richard Henderson, and asked him to look at the body of the John Doe and let him know if there were any letters carved on the body.

Henderson called after about twenty minutes. Alan almost cried out loud with impatience and the suspense. Henderson confirmed the carvings of A and C on the body of the John Doe on the same place, the lower back. Alan got his link and the link was himself. He gathered his team around and told them of his discovery. Both the murders had been committed by the same killer but technically it wasn’t yet a case of serial killings as the count of bodies needed to be three. And his gut told him, he wouldn’t have to wait long.

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To be continued on Chapter 3 …….

Number 21 – Part 1

Posted: February 28, 2013 in Short story
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Chapter 1

The fire alarm was ringing deafeningly. He needed to get up and drag himself out of the house before the heat and smoke could knock him out. But he could not move. He tried again, but couldn’t move a muscle. He thought he was going to die here. With a last super-human effort he opened his eyes and collected his scattered senses. He realized that the phone was ringing. Whew! The fire alarm was only a dream. He looked at the table clock by his bedside. It was just 2 AM.  He picked up the phone and answered with a dreary “hello?”. Someone talked about some murder that happened in some place. He was unable to process the information, being still groggy from sleep. He responded saying he will call back in sometime. He washed his face and switched the coffee machine on and called the number back. It’s Fred, the deputy. He informed about the murder again and asked him to come right away to the parking lot of 4th Avenue block 6. He made a note of it, hanged up the phone and got his coffee. He checked for messages on his phone, checked his FB updates while sipping the coffee, then dressed, picked up the car keys and left.

Alan Clarke was 5 feet 10 inches tall and athletically build. He had dark, short hair, intelligent, ocean green eyes, powerful hawk like nose and full lips. He looked tall for his height and dressed casually most of the time. That he was an attractive guy, any girl would concede, but he looked morose, sullen and off-limits while solving a crime.

Alan had always wanted to be a detective. He grew up on the stories of Sir Conan Doyle and Agatha Christie and the likes. He wanted to be a consultant detective like Sherlock Holmes, whom people would approach when all other avenues were closed. As he grew up, he realized he doesn’t have the talent to be Sherlock Holmes. In fact, no one does. And probably that is why Sherlock Holmes is more famous in spite of being fictional than any of the scores of real detectives. And he also realized that real detective work required a lot of hard work,  patience and intuition. He decided to join police as a detective where he could work on real cases. Cases involving murder, kidnapping and robbery.

Alan drove slowly towards the murder scene. He wasn’t too enthusiastic. While driving, he realized this was his 21st case. He went on a flash back on the previous cases as a detective on the police force. He had cracked all 20 of those. He hoped this one wouldn’t be too stale. Most of the cases were murders of revenge, or love or something involving the people close to the victims. He was yet to get a case which was bizarre or was a case of serial killing. He was 28 years old and he already felt 40, feeling as if he had seen it all. He felt bored with his job and hoped this case would turn out interesting.

He reached the scene at quarter past three. The area was already cordoned off and Crime Scene Unit was on scene. The deputy on duty, Fred, ran up to him.

Alan: Do we know anything about the victim?

Fred: We got her driving licence. She is Mary Newton, from New Jersey. 23 years old. This red Jaguar is registered to her.

Alan went near the victim. He took out his voice recorder and started recording his observations.

Alan: The woman is a brunette. She is in her pajamas. The clothes bear marks of soil scrapings and is torn in places, as if she has been dragged across the ground. Her ears have been cut off by a sharp instrument. Her hair has also been cut off in bunches in a haphazard way. There are a total of 16 stab wounds on her chest and abdomen and a few cuts on the thighs. There is very little blood inside the car, implying that the murder was committed someplace else and the body brought here post-mortem. Rigor mortis has started to set in, so probable time of death can be put around 3-4 hours from now. Window of murder around 11 PM to 1 AM. There are blood stains on the car door, on the steering wheels and on the passenger side sun shade mirror. No fingerprints discovered yet. More details after autopsy and CSU results.

Alan walked around the car to check for tyre marks and footprints but he could find none. He took a look at the tiny crowd that gathered there. He addressed the crowd asking if anyone had seen anything, but most replied that they had come after hearing the police sirens and cars. Finally he spoke to the person who had discovered the body at the scene, the night watchman, Patrick Steele.

Alan: Can you describe how you found the body?

Patrick: I was doing my normal round at 1:30 PM. I came to check the parking lot and saw that the Jaguar’s door was open. I thought someone either forgot to lock the door or passed out being too drunk. When I came closer to check, I saw that girl, sitting there, dead. I called 911 immediately.

Alan: Did you see anyone moving or a car leaving at the time you came into the parking lot?

Patrick: No. Everything was very quiet. I am usually very alert during my rounds. If anyone would have been moving, I would have noticed.

Alan asked if there were any cctv cameras in the parking lot but got a negative. So he noted Patrick’s address and phone number and let him go, informing him that he might be summoned to the police station anytime. He also sent a CSU team to the girl’s house.

There was nothing else to do. He would have to await the autopsy and CSU reports and that wouldn’t be until afternoon tomorrow. He went back home after giving some instructions to Fred about moving the body for autopsy and informing her close relatives.

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Continued to chapter 2…..