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#Post#: 16315--------------------------------------------------
The Masked Murder
By: Leaping-Deer Date: December 19, 2014, 4:10 pm
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Hi, y'all! I started writing this story and I was wondering if
you guys could give me ideas for names and plot twists. So...
here's what I've got so far. Feel free to correct my grammar and
spelling. I just request that all conversations between the
characters not be toyed with.
[shadow=red,left] The
Masked Murder[/shadow]
He was dead. No one knew how. No one knew why. He was just
dead. That's why I, Detective Adam Walker, was called onto the
scene.
After I solved the case of the disappearing museum, I
became quite well known in the criminal world. With twenty cases
considered "impossible" by my peers under my belt, I'm probably
one of the most famous detectives in the world. Strangely
enough, I have never had the chance to crack open a real murder
case. That's what made me so excited.
As I strutted onto the scene, it struck my odd that there
were so many masks in the small apartment our poor victim called
home.
"Detective Walker! Detective Walker! Sir!" I looked over to
see a familiar red headed girl rushing over to see me.
"Why hello, Alex!" I exclaimed. Alexandria Trent was-
correction, is the most amazing woman when it comes to observing
her surroundings. Her attentiveness has helped me on many a
case. "What brings you to Atlanta?"
"Oh! Just the usual stuff," She replied. "I decided to
visit my brother at Georgia Tech and thought I'd stop by and
visit you."
"So, in other words, you heard I was starting on a new case
and you were curious enough about it that you decided to stop in
Atlanta to see if I needed a female partner."
"You know me too well," giggled Alex. "So, what happened
here?" Alex's inner detective had obviously kicked in. She's an
adventurous girl of 23. Her degree in psychology gave her a
place in a local hospital a year ago, but she soon left her job
for detective work. It was thrilling to be working with her
again.
"This man, a Jonathan Quibble, was found murdered in his
bedroom about 6pm yesterday evening. No one can tell what the
cause of death was or who would kill, but we do know it could
only happen between 11:30 am and 6pm. Both at 11:30 and 6 a maid
comes in to bring him his meals, but that's about all the solid
evidence I have for now."
"Do we know anything about this man?" asked an ever curious
Alex.
"Well, judging by the large sum of masks on the walls, I'd
say he was a collector of sorts."
"Anyone could tell you that," teased Alex. "Well, go on."
"Hmm... looking at the pictures on the far left wall, I'd
say he was a rather good looking man."
Alex, obviously dissatisfied with my evidence, walked over
towards the framed pictures on the wall. "Hey! look at this!"
she called.
I meandered over to where she stood only to get a shock.
"I think I found a clue," Alex asserted smugly.
The picture was of the late Jonathan Quibble and a fair
blonde woman. They were obviously a couple. It seemed pretty
normal until you noticed the dark red smear covering part of the
photo. The glass in the frame had fallen out and lay shattered
at my feet. It had previously been hidden by a cleverly placed
rug.
"How could the police have missed this?" I asked.
"It might be because of this," Alex said, holding up a
light gray towel for all to see. "I'm thinking the police were a
bit lazy during the investigation."
"Could be," I said investigating the picture. "Do you think
our Mr. Quibble was a violent man?"
"I doubt it," said another voice behind me.
"Why, my dear Natalie," I said in a calm voice,"how nice of
you to drop in."
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Re: The Masked Murder
By: nitrox116 Date: December 19, 2014, 4:52 pm
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((Quick question: if the cause of death is unknown, how do they
know it's a murder? He could have died of natural causes or
even committed suicide. You might want to elaborate on that.))
#Post#: 16325--------------------------------------------------
Re: The Masked Murder
By: Leaping-Deer Date: December 19, 2014, 5:07 pm
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((Thanks for the suggestion! Just FYI, there were no drugs with
which he could commit suicide found in his apartment, and he
couldn't have stabbed himself because he had no flesh wounds. He
was also in perfect health. I'll add it into the story after
dinner.))
#Post#: 16327--------------------------------------------------
Re: The Masked Murder
By: Leaping-Deer Date: December 19, 2014, 6:05 pm
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"I thought I might as well give you the medical record of
Mr. Jonathan Quibble," Natalie Moors said with an air of
dignity. "He appears to have no mental instability of any kind.
On questioning his doctor and some of Quibble's close friends, I
have deducted that Quibble was a man of good repute. He was
known to be very friendly and of very good health for a man of
his age. He took no pills, exercised daily, and was very health
conscious. So, that pretty much eliminates suicide or natural
death."
"Right," said Alex. "Are you quite sure he didn't stab
himself?"
"There were no puncture wounds and no blood to be found on
the body," Natalie replied promptly.
"Do you have the results of the autopsy?" I asked.
"Not yet, but the results should be in soon. Until then I
suggest you have a look around."
"Thank you, Natalie. Oh! And could you start organizing
interviews with some of Quibble's friends? I want to find out
what kind of man he was."
"Yes, Detective Walker."
"You've found yourself a good secretary," commented Alex.
"Agreed. She's highly efficient." I replied.
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Re: The Masked Murder
By: Leaping-Deer Date: December 19, 2014, 8:52 pm
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"Well," started Alex,"what do ya say to takin' Natalie's
advice and looking around the apartment?"
"You start in the bedroom. I'll search the living room." I
said as I mentally took note of the apartment's layout.
The apartment was rather on the small side. It had a decent
living room with an electric fireplace, a smallish kitchen, a
decent master bedroom with an adjoining cramped master bathroom,
and a small room where the late Jonathan Quibble had stored most
of his masks. There I was again. Staring at the masks and
begging them with my eyes and mind to give me some clue. The
masks were silent. They could tell me nothing, but I couldn't
help feeling that somewhere among the masses I'd find a hint. I
turned my attention to the pictures on the wall near the
fireplace. Hmm... what could they tell me? What story could they
reveal? I sighed. "If only walls could speak." I said to no one
in particular.
"I know what you mean," said another new comer.
"Hello! I don't believe we've met," I said in a friendly
voice.
"No, I don't believe we have. My name's Glenn Daniels,"
said the stranger. "I'm the new inspector at the local police
station."
"Ah! No wonder I haven't seen you before! My name's Adam
Walker."
"The Adam Walker?! The one who solved the case of the
disappearing museum?!" Inspector Daniels asked excitedly.
"The very one." I replied smiling. Sometimes it's nice to
be idolized, this is not one of those times. "Well, I'd better
be going. I need to check and see if the autopsy is done."
"Oh! Okay! Bye!" said the rookie inspector.
"Man!" I thought to myself,"I'm so glad that Alex isn't
like that!"
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Re: The Masked Murder
By: Leaping-Deer Date: December 21, 2014, 3:11 pm
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"Alex!" I called.
"Yes, Adam?"
"We're leaving."
"Already? But we just started investigating!"
"Paparazzi,"I whispered in her ear, "I need to escape."
"Okay. Let's go." Alex said giving me a knowing smile.
"I'll go get my car," I said giving her a grateful
look."Why don't you get a sample of the blood on that photo?"
"I'm on it!"
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Re: The Masked Murder
By: Leaping-Deer Date: January 13, 2015, 12:49 pm
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I walked towards the parking garage across the street and
started looking for my car. After a few minutes I spotted my red
sports car near the elevator where I remembered parking it. I
hopped inside and started the ignition. When I pulled up outside
the apartment complex I saw Alex waiting for me. She climbed
into the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt.
"Well, Adam, I have some news for you. Some of it's good;
Some of it's bad."
"Go on."
"I got the blood sample like you asked and I even got some
pictures of the shattered picture frame."
"But..."
"But then some guy came in and yelled at us to get out. He
was part of the NYCPD. I recognized him from one of the cases we
did together. You remember Detective Joseph Reinhold?"
"Detective McGrumpypants? Sure. I remember him. He was a
big pain in the-"
"This is no time for reminiscing! It turns out he's an
agent for the CSI. The CSI are taking over the case!"
"WHAT?! Why would they do that?! Of what importance is this
man to them?"
"I don't know. I didn't stick around to find out."
"This makes things a bit more complicated."
#Post#: 19359--------------------------------------------------
Re: The Masked Murder
By: Leaping-Deer Date: January 13, 2015, 7:00 pm
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Alex and I walked into the Atlanta Police Department to
find Natalie waiting for us.
"Well, anything I need to know about?" I asked tentatively.
"Yes. It appears that our inspectors are lazy. There was a
small puncture wound on the victim's arm. Supposedly made by a
syringe needle carrying a deadly poison. The doctor found traces
of hydrofluoric acid in the victim's blood stream."
"Well, I can't explain why our inspectors are getting lazy,
but I think I can explain the poison. It's definitely less messy
and using the syringe could convince anyone that it's just a
regular shot."
"Maybe our murderer was posing as a doctor," suggested
Alex.
"Maybe. We'll wait until after some interviewing to make
any guesses, but it's a good idea. Tell you what. Why don't you
and Natalie review security footage while I prepare to interview
some people and make some inquiries of my own?"
"Sounds good!" Alex exclaimed cheerily.
"I certainly wouldn't mind," commented Natalie.
"It's settled than!" I announced with enthusiasm. "Why are
you two standing there? There's at least a good six to seven
hours of footage to review."
"Well, since the doctor preforming the autopsy guessed he
died around four or five in the evening, Why don't we say two to
three hours of footage?" suggested Natalie.
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