The Social Murder

Chapter 2

"Yup we have a delicious case" replied Henry. When he said delicious his face resembled the face of a starved man who got an "All-inclusive" package in a hotel in Turkey, but the meaning was far from the actual. "Man, pale and thin, possibly in his late thirties was found with the skeleton of his girlfriend in his apartment",continued Henry. I asked him"Whats' so intriguing about this case? It's the same old psych case and perhaps the man was influenced by Hitchcock". As I walked to the other side of the kitchen to keep the bowl, Henry stared at me for about a minute or so. "Tim I understand that all cases make look the same but this one has a twist and by a twist I mean an entirely planned plot, I mean look at it, no psych in the XXIst century ever did this. The last documented case was in India and this is the first in Glasgow. It's so intriguing that even detective O'Neal has sent for me and here he is".As he said that last word I heard a faint knock on the door.Henry's sense of hearing and sight was much admired by the people who knew him. I opened and saw O'Neal standing right infront of me. "James, I thought you'd send some constable to get me, why are YOU here?" asked Henry. "It's Friday und nobody comes at seven in the mornin to the office" his Scots accent was beginning to sound better given the fact that he had his tonsils removed a month ago and lived on a diet of ice-cream for two days, making his voice a bit hoarse but manly. Henry continued "Alright James, I'll take the case but I'll need my own space to work in". James  nodded and hurried into his car. He shouted"Five o'clock today,sharp,Pollock station" and accelerated in the direction of the station. Henry looked at me and said"Get ready mate,we're going on a date with the psychopath!" He was excited just like a young man who was going on a date with a lovely young dame, but his lovely young dame was a serial killer.