Detective Psycho Diaries

[Chapter 02: Devil Grins]

11:45 am, Northside part of London. 

"It was very sunny that day, the locals were doing their everyday routine and everything seemed fine." I waited at the town square of Northside, While waiting for the authority who would disclose the information, I sat first at the shoeshine stand near the fancy restaurant. First, the shoeshine man wiped and cleaned my boots. Second, he applied some shiny substance and began wiping my boots. As he continued to clean my boot, I saw a newspaper beside me. I get it beside me and hold it first before actually reading it. [London Times; May 3, 1887] I began reading the newspaper, it was always about commercializing and endorsing products such as, " The sharpest razor blade in Town and Gentleman's Barbershop".

I was about to close the newspaper cause I wasn't interested in those things when I saw a wanted poster of an unknown killer in the Northside. The article states that the unknown killer struck again last night, April 27 at 3:15 am. The authorities are now searching for this culprit, as I read the article the shoeshiner asked me something. "Sir pardon to interrupt your reading but by some random chance..are you a police authority on the other side of the town?" the man asked. "Ahm, I am not a police authority, but a detective gentle sir," I said in a normal tone. I don't have trust in random strangers, especially outside my town. But he could have known something about the killing incident. I began asking the man some questions about the unknown killer last night, based on the gossip he heard earlier this morning. The victim was a 35-year-old woman who worked as a prostitute in the dark alleys at midnight, also her body was found at the side of the alley with 6-inch cuts on her neck and a 3-inch laceration on her wrist and it had no sign of blood in those bruises. As I heard those pieces of information, I remembered what happened last night. Those bruises and evidence are quite the same, the difference is where the murder takes place. I started to think maybe it was just a coincidence, so I just brushed it off and asked the shoeshiner if he was done with my boots. I paid him and went on my way to meet the authorities.

But when I was about to cross the road, I saw a glimpse of a familiar guy in front of me on the other side of the street. Staring at me with those sharp eyes and an evil grin. In the blink of an eye, he vanished completely, I never felt this feeling of anxiety, and scared me 15 years ago. It made me stunned for a second. I was about to be hit by a horse carriage when someone pulled my arm and we both ended up lying down on the sidewalk. "What the heck sir! What's the matter with you?" the guy exclaimed. I was lightheaded or most likely a drunk person at that time, and I didn't notice that the guy who saved me was the authority who would meet me up at the restaurant. "Pardon my unusual act, sir, my head went blank for a matter of seconds" I explained. "That's why you are blank-headed 'cause you are hungry, come on get up let us eat lunch," he said in a funny tone. He laughed at me while we were walking to the restaurant. We went inside the restaurant, found first an empty dining seat,, and ordered. he ordered scrambled eggs with a cup of chamomile tea. While he was ordering, I was overthinking what happened earlier. "Hey? what do you want to eat?" he said. "Pardon Sir, ahm I would like some omelet and ginger tea please," I said to the waitress. The waitress repeated our order list and walked,

I cannot understand why do I feel anxious when I get a glimpse of the that familiar face. Was I too weak to be a detective? Is this a hardship given from above? This questions encircle my mind every time I see him. I was overthinking in my seat while waiting the food to be served when, the authority pulled out the folder and handed to me. At first I was hesitant to get the file, but of course I read it after. Intrigued, is the right word that I would describe to the file. You would not know that behind the crime that takes place, there is a guy sitting in a dark, had one light source plotting on scheming the victims, waiting to take the deadly bait called "Deep Relations". I may not be that wise on judging but, I know the difference of "Brotherhood" and "Being used". His victims have deep connections on him. He have a great set of charm, personality and well dressed. 

Alias "Albert Charm" was his name. Living on the Burges Street since he was five. His mother was a florist and his father was a train mechanic. At the age of eight, he started to work on hard labour in coal mine. Fascinated by the Aristocrats, he began wearing fine clothing when he went to work. But, that didn't quite succeed cause of his evil employer who belittle and crushes childrens dream. Little Albert didn't stop his dream, he work hard everyday without whining. Until he reached the age of 18, sadly his Father died due to unknown lung disease. That day opened his eyes to reality that they would never be rich. He became more determined, until one peaceful evening. Walking to a alley near their house, bought first their dinner and suddenly, he witnessed a painful scene for a child. His mother is lying on her pool of blood in the cold brick pavement. Hurriedly run to her mother's corpse and tried to wake her up. There were many broken glass bottles around them, he pick uped one shard and clenched his fist. Trying to kill himself led to his unconsciousness beside her mother's side. 

He woke up in a hospital bed, his arms are full of bandage especially his palms. Loss of blood is the reason on why he went unconscious. Revenge, revenge on his mother's death is the first thing that comes to his mind. Hurriedly run to the exit while the nurses are chasing him. Was about to get outside when he felt dizzy and fell unconscious again. He woke up a day later hungry, he saw the nurse is done checking his vitals so he ask favour if can she gave him some bread or something to eat. But instead he was snubbed by the cruel nurse, Albert lose hope on eating when a girl beside his bed gave him some loaf of bread. My reading were interrupted cause our food was served, I"ll read this again later" I said to the authority. He smile at me and began eating, we chatted while eating. He was also a newbie at his work. He had really no interest at being a police but it piqued his interest cause of his fascination to his grandfather. Matured, a best description to his personality and ways. We talked about our lives until 3 o'clock in the afternoon and left. I bought first some newspapers at the vendor outside, then he offered me to ride his mechanical carriage. I hesitated at first but he was too persistent so I had no choice but to agree.