Chapter 10

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“Well it’s obvious that Codsworth did it.” Richard said.

            “But Biggleton said Codsworth wasn’t here last night.” Trevor said.

            “Not so, for he said he never saw nor heard him after he supposedly went home. The man very well could have hired a couple goons to do the clean up of his dirty work. He could still be the puppeteer behind the strings.”

            “Even still,” Trevor said. “It doesn’t quite fit. Something’s off.”

            “I doubt that Biggleton would tell us how Codsworth did it even if he saw him.” Chesterton said.

            As they were heading back, Trevor was trying to think of what exactly he was going to say to the police when something caught his eye. To be completely accurate, he was absent mindedly staring off into space when a small, blinking LED brought him from his reverie, and caused him to focus on the dark shaded dome sticking out of the ceiling.

            “Hang on.” Trevor said. He stopped so abruptly in his tracks, Richard and Chesterton had to cling to him with all eight of their limbs. Just as suddenly, Trevor turned about and back tracked to Dr. Codsworth’s office.

            “We’re not going in there again, are we” Chesterton asked.           

            Trevor did not answer, but peered along the ceiling of the hallway.

            “Ah-ha!” He shouted in triumph. At the far end of the hall, opposite the doorway leading to the outside, another dark shaded dome protruded from the ceiling, declaring the presense of a security camera. The sheer obviousness of it all struck Trevor and he wondered why he didn’t think of it before. He took off again, dashing down the hallway.

            “Trevor!” Chesterton cried. “I would greatly appreciate it if you chose the present moment to explain yourself.”

            “The security cameras!” He said.

            “Now, I believe, is the time where you add the predicate.” Richard said.

            “They monitor the hallway just outside Codsworth’s door. If he did stash the bat in his office, or was involved somehow, we could see him on the cameras.” Trevor said.

            “It is possible. However, I’m afraid it seems all a bit too simple.” Richard said.

            “What do you mean?”

            “I’m afraid I must agree with Richard.” Chesterton said. “If a man worked here for close to 250% as Dr. Codsworth has, he would be quite likely to know where the security cameras are, and just as likely to avoid them.”

            “But he can’t.” Trevor said. “Not if he needs to use his office. That’s the beauty of it all. There is no way he could get in or out without being seen. Unless he wore a mask of some sort, but that isn’t likely.”

            “I suppose, but I still say it will be a stretch. I don’t think it likely we will find anything of value.” Chesterton said.

            “But if there is a chance, however remote, we have to try.” Trevor said.

            “This is true.” Richard replied. “I’ll not live with myself knowing there was something more we could have done but chose not to.”

            “What then of the authorities?” Chesterton asked. “I was under the impression we were going to get them involved.”

            “We will.” Trevor said. “Right now actually. They can help review last night’s footage. Another set of eyes never hurts, right?”

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