The Game Of Deduction.

Chapter 2

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The first murder had taken place one week ago. Inspector
Lestrade had called Sherlock to the crime scene.
“What do you think, John?” Sherlock asked.
John rose from his examination of the body lying on the
floor. “Well there are no abrasions on the body and no signs
of struggle; it seems that Mr. Abbott here, died of a cardiac
arrest most probably triggered by a cocktail of drugs
ingested, traces of which exists on his fingers. Most
probably cause of death is suicide."
“Is that your conclusion too?” Sherlock asked Lestrade. He
walked inside the basement carefully examining every
corner of the room.
“There has been no official pronouncement from The Yard
as yet, but most of the evidence seems to point to a simple
case of suicide.” Lestrade answered as he stood near the
basement door.
“And yet you called us.” Sherlock said. “Wait... you said
most of the evidence?”
“Well, yes.. We found the bottle of drugs in his pocket and
traces of drugs on his fingers; we found the body in the
basement, which was locked from the inside. There is only
one door in this room and no windows. We had to break
down the door to gain access into the room. There is no
other way in or out.” Lestrade said. John noticed that his
form had started to seem apprehensive. Sherlock too
noticed the tension building in his voice. He turned to look
at Lestrade with one of his eyebrow raised.
“Well... the victim contacted us prior to his death stating
that he received a phone call from an anonymous lady who
threatened to kill him in the next hour.”
“A phone call?” Sherlock enquired.
“As a doctor, I would highly recommend against believing a
person who is under the influence of so many drugs.” John
said.
“I can assure you that no one has stepped into this
basement in quite some time except Mr. Abbott, the dust
patterns are intact.” Sherlock said.
“What is your conclusion?” Lestrade asked.
“It’s difficult to give one when you have disrupted the
crime scene on so many levels.” Sherlock said haughtily.
“Sherlock..” John tried to subdue him.
“There are short scratches on the door knob where the key
had been inserted to lock the door; this means that our
victim’s hands were shaking when he entered the basement.
Furthermore, there is no drug residue on the knob which
means that he wasn’t under the influence of drugs when he
locked himself in. His cell phone was found in his right side
pocket while the drugs bottle was found in his left. There is
also a crack extending along the length of the bottle to the
cap; my deduction is that he realised the presence of the
drugs in his pocket after he fell to the ground. He used his
right hand to call the police while he used his left hand to
pull out the drugs but didn’t ingest any as there is lack of
residue on his right hand which means that he didn’t even
open the cap, probably because he went into cardiac arrest
at that time.” Sherlock said.
“Do you mean that the victim was unaware of that there
were drugs on him?” Lestrade enquire.
“Yes. As a matter of fact, our murderer planted them there.
Then there is the curious case of the phone call. Why such �a foolish act of calling the victim and risk increasing the
chances of getting caught?” Sherlock said more to himself
than others.
Just then Sergeant Sally Donovan walked in, “Sir, we
pulled the phone records, there was in fact a call from an
unknown number. We have traced the call and sent a TAC
team to the location.”
“Don’t expect to find anything there; most likely a burner
phone was used. Let’s go, John.” Sherlock said as he left the
room and John followed leaving behind a fuming Sergeant
Donovan and confused Lestrade.
“What do you make of it?” John asked as they took a cab
ride home.
“Definitely not Moriarty, not his style.” Sherlock said.
“What?” John asked confused.
“ah.. nothing.. very primitive attempt, this killer would be
caught by the police within days.” Sherlock said.
“Does this means you are not helping?” John asked.
There was no response from Sherlock. John had started to
worry about him. He wasn’t interested in anything of late,
and spaced out in between conversations.
Within a span of two days, another murder was reported. It
was a woman this time, there were no drugs found on her
but she too had reported a mysterious phone call from a
woman telling her she was going to die. She was found in her bedroom locked from the inside. The press had had a
field day; they had even nicknamed the killer as the call
girl. Silly articles were published that she could kill with
just the sound of her voice, which put the people into
frenzy. Sherlock had been called by the Yard a few times
but he took no effort to prod the matter any further.
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