Detective Kane and The Samurai Sword Fight

The Explanation

As Whitney was shivering, Samantha began her deduction,

"You murdered Mr James Davies, and there's evidence to prove it."

"What evidence?" she screamed, she was shaking in fright.

"When I was searching the bins in the facility, I found a bloody towel wrapping a necklace. Samantha its up, it was soaked in blood. "That's right, it's yours." Whitney began to scream:
"That's nothing! Someone could have taken it off me and drenched it in James' blood."

"That is plausible, however," Samantha began, "after you killed him, blood splattered everywhere on you, and there is still blood on you, which you played off as a design of a product, the watch." Samantha said, pointing to her watch. "If you look at the straps, there are still traces of blood."

Inspector Richards grabbed her hand and removed the watch from her hand. Shockingly, the blood was still on there, just a little bit dried up. It looked very unusual for a design.

"It's a design!"

"It's not, it's the blood that spilled onto you when you pulled out the sword from Mr Davies' stomach."

"This doesn't mean anything!" screamed Whitney, shaking her watch.

"If you don't believe it's Whitney, there's one more crucial piece of evidence to show it was her," pointing at the fridge magnets," they are arranged to say 'm equals to w and s' it was a dying message by Mr Davies himself to say 'the murderer is WS' and who here has the initials of w and s? That's right, Whitney Spencer, it was you."

A gasp swarmed around the scene of the crime.

"Why she did it, I'm not sure of; I suspect that it has something to do with the sword."

"That's right," Whitney said, "I did it for the sword."

"You wanted it for yourself!" screamed Simon, "You wanted to kill James and take the sword for yourself."

"That is true however," Whitney began, "The Chinese Long-Sword was hand-made by my grandfather, for me. Grandfather acknowledged my skills when we were in the East, so he crafted me a sword, the best sword to be named in history, a sword that would have been mine to keep, but they old fool James stole it off my grandfather, while everyone was asleep, I was awake though and for a split second, I saw James running off with the sword. I knew I had to find him and get the sword back. A few months ago, I did find him and asked for the sword back, he told me that it was rightfully his and that he was going to set it as a prize for the Iaido tournament. From that day on, I had been practicing harder than ever, to win the sword but after Black took me out in a matter of seconds, I knew I had no chance to get the sword, so I murdered him, using Black's sword and attempted to take the sword back, you rowdy policemen showed up and didn't give me a chance to. The sword is mine, a part of my family!" she cried.

Whitney was sobbing as Inspector Richards put handcuffs on her wrists and took her to the police car. Samantha and Katie were approached by one of the judges, Mr Miller.

"Well Miss Stan, since you have won the Iaido Tournament, the sword is yours, "he said, handing the sword to her, the rubies on the hilt were twinkling.

"Thanks," she said and called Samantha, Stephanie, Fatima and Aisha out of the building. They all got into the car. As Samantha entered the driver's seat, Katie stopped her.