The Social Murder

Chapter 1

I was watching Sherlock when this happened. Let me introduce myself, my name is Timothy Ayers and I'll be the narrator of this story. Now it might sound just like any other detective story where there's a detective,his sidekick and a notorious villain but trust me, my story isn't anything like that.
So let's get back to that part where I was watching Sherlock with a spoonful of cereal hanging in mid-air. It was a daily thing. I preferred simple corn flakes with a spoon of honey and neatly sliced bananas. The bananas HAD to be sliced NEATLY and accurately. Now where was I? Oh yes, the cornflakes! As I put that spoon into my mouth, I heard a knock on the old Victorian door. It was Dr.Henry Audley- A criminal psychologist who had recently graduated and was working with a company specializing in medical appliances. For him that was simply a "waste of time" as he always called it. His main ambition was to solve puzzles and crimes. When people want to be happy or celebrate a certain event, they go to a pub or a club but Henry always went to the Pollock police station. He was not an ordinary detective or a PI. He was more than that! Having already aced psychology by the age of 24 and solving certain local cases based on psychology and psychopath, Henry was already quite a celeb in Glasgow. He loved it there. People looked up to him,ladies smiled as he walked by and the police respected him more than anyone else. Today was no exception. As he came in, he threw the newspaper across the dining table and exclaimed "Tim, I think we have a case" and I looked up to him with a drop of milk on my mustache and exclaimed "Not Again"!