A Web of Lies

Chapter 11

“I still don’t quite understand the next stage in the plan of action.” Richard said.

            “We need more information.” Trevor replied. “It’s not all fitting together.”

            “I believe the recent light shed upon the matter makes it abundantly clear. Dr. Codsworth’s guilt is all but assured.”

            “That’s possible, but I’m not completely sure.” Trevor said. “Something keeps bothering me, and I don’t quite know what it is.”

            “Am I to understand that we are now going to the scene of the crime, the crashed automotive?”

            “Yup. We’re going to take a look around for ourselves.”

            “It is likely to be sealed off and controlled by police personnel. Do you expect to just walk in without credentials?”

            “No. But you will.” Trevor said.

            Sir Richard chuckled.

            “Shrewd as always.” He said. “What exactly should I be looking for?”

            Trevor grimaced in thought.

            “I’m not quite sure. We know where the cricket bat is, and we know what happened to the fossils, but I’m not sure about the time line of it all. When did Dr. Codsworth come back, and why? He must have stolen the fossils afterward because he had the bat already. It’s the gap between when he left the party to when he got to the museum that I can’t fill.”

            “So I shall keep my eyes on guard for clues as to what happened at the crash site, and specifically when it happened.”

            Trevor nodded.

            “I’m not sure what those would look like, but that would certainly be helpful.”

            “Allow me to give you a note on the intended plan of action, Trevor.” Richard said.

            Trevor raised his eyebrows, looking at the spider on the dashboard.

            “The edge of the police line and the actual crime scene itself, while easily traversed by you, will prove to be quite a distance for me. Do you have any specific ideas as to how I can make it a more manageable trip without getting squashed?”

            “Uh…..hitch a ride, I suppose. I’m sure to be stopped by one of the officers when we get there. Just climb on and jump off of him when you’re close enough.”

            “That’s quite a risk, but if the truth be told, my thirst for adventure is overwhelming any reasonable fear.”

            “That’s the spirit.” Trevor said. He turned the corner on the country road, and as he came round the side of a cluster of trees, his smile immediately faded.

            Tendrils of smoke still rose in the air from the burnt shell of the car in the distance. The realization of loss sunk in again as Trevor pulled over behind the scene. It hadn’t seemed real when he had first heard the news. It certainly felt real now.

            “Perhaps I should leave you alone with your thoughts.” Richard said.

            “No.” Trevor replied with a shake of his head. He blinked the water away in his eyes. “We need to get to the bottom of this Waiting isn’t going to help.” He put his hand out for Richard to climb on, and he stepped out of the car. An officer noted his approach and moved to intercept.