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The Detective Prince Chapter 102 Challenge of the Doubled Edged Murder (Part 2) "Nathan Bennet, are you sure?" "Mr. Fournier ID'd the body himself," Officer Celek replied. "He seemed more than sure of this." "That's not what I was expecting to hear." "I was notified to come and give you the news myself," Officer Celek said. "Lonard would like for you to return to the elevator at your earliest convenience." "Alert him that I'll be on my way soon," Heiji replied. "I'm just about done here." "I will go and let him know." Officer Celek said before heading back to where he had come. They stood in silence for the first seconds of his departure. He reached into his pocket with that given moment, shutting off his phone which had still been on. "What was that for?" Heiji asked out of curiosity. "That officer said no calls can be taken at this given time," Tim reminded. "I was just powering off the phone to block out any calls that I may receive, I think you two had better do the same." "Already did," Shinichi said. "Now onto the subject at hand, are we to assume we're dealing with the same culprit of the first murder?" "I'd say that's a safe bet," Tim replied. "It's not often you come across two murdered victims in a highly featured building such as this in under a twenty four hour span." "Agreed," Heiji said. "Whoever the gunman was to have shot Grahm Fournier is most likely the same person to have committed the second murder." "The details of his death are next to none," Tim said. "You had better head down there to investigate, not to mention the fact Lonard wanting to speak with you." "I'll gather as much information as I can." "In the mean time I'm going to return to the lobby," Shinichi said. "Someone has to revisit Hamilton about what he heard or even saw last night." "That's right," Heiji said. "Ms. Flowers claims to have seen him, yet not once did he mention seeing her." "Bernadea should be down there as well, I'll gain further statements from both if possible." "Good," Tim said. "Then we're all clear." "What about you?" Heiji asked. "I'll be here," Tim replied. "I'd like to further search this room for anything we might have missed." "Like what?" "Shinichi brought up the fact a trick of some kind might have been used in the assault," Tim replied. "If that is true, they might have left evidence behind that we might be able to exploit into our favor." "Then we'll leave you to that." Shinichi said before turning for the door. "How do you plan on getting down to the lobby," Heiji questioned. "You think the security officials will let you get by?" "That's only a problem if I had planned on taking the elevator," Shinichi said in response. "Why have the confrontation when I can just take the stairs." "And where is that exactly?" "At the opposite end of the hall." Shinichi replied before moving on. It didn't take long for him to find his way out of the room. "Hope all goes well with that." "As do I," Tim said. "When you approach Fournier remember to bring up the phone records, we need to know the numbers for all the calls that were received and made in the past weeks." "So the two of you found tape strangled around the wires, but no recording device?" "If there truly was one used we have yet to find it." "If not seen around the cords why not check the outlet," Heiji suggested. "Devices such as those can be hidden in a secure area, some times even behind an outlet top." "We considered that, but would have to go to someone to have them unloosen the nails holding the outlet in place," Tim said. "If we're to do that I think the best option would be to go to someone working security." "Cyless would fit the bill perfectly." "Then we'll go to him in time, but right now we need to deal with the important task of finding out how the killer pulled off both of these murders without being seen," Tim said. "It's one thing to evade the human eye, but with a full facility of top surveillance as well is another level." "Makes it sound like we're dealing with someone with skills off the chart." "Or just someone who happens to have resources on their side," Tim said. "You had better go, they're waiting on you." "I'll be back with a report as soon as I can." "See you then." He nodded before turning for the door. He relaxed his hands into his pocket on his way out, heading for the left where the others could be found. Not far down he crossed paths with Carol Flowers who was walking in the opposite direction. Though he looked to her with a smile, she did nothing in return to acknowledge this. "I wonder what that was all about?" He shrugged this off as nothing of concern, continuing to where the elevators stood in wait. He completely made his way around the corner shortly there after, almost instantly sighting Lonard Fournier who stood against the opposite wall across from the elevator of where the body had been discovered. He slowed up in his approach, clearly seeing the turmoil he was enduring over the whole ordeal. ".. Mr. Fournier, you wished to see me?" Seconds past before responding to the sound of his voice. He slowly removed the hand which had been rested over his face to reveal the redness that had taken form around his eyes. "Sorry," Heiji apologized. "If this is a bad time, I can always come back." "That won't be necessary," Lonard replied wiping a single tear away. "We can talk now." "Alright," Heiji said. "What did you want to see me about?" "We've already completed the first task in this second incident, which was to take pictures of the crime scene," Lonard said. "Two detectives just finished up with that about a minute before your arrival." "Ok, that's good to know." "Since that has been taken care of I'd like for you to be one out of the two detectives who takes the first initial look at the body." "One out of two," Heiji questioned. "Why only two detectives to investigate the evidence?" "Only because of the small surface of the elevator," Lonard replied. "We wouldn't want for any evidence to unintentionally to be tampered with." "You make a good point." "Once you and the lead detective have finished your diagnosis we'll send in another group to take a second look, just so we have more opinions surrounding the matter." "Lead detective..?" "Is that clear?" Lonard asked. "Oh, yes," Heiji said looking back at him. "I understand." "Good, then I'll leave you and the other bright detective to it." He nodded in response before turning toward the elevator. Unsure of what he was to find, he braced himself for the max. He made his way clear to the other side, only stopping after reaching the wall. He took a peak inside past the doors which had been locked in place, coming to find the elevator had indeed been raised. It was now only a yard down from where he stood. The faint view from before was now blown into full perspective, taking in the scene as a whole. There was much blood to be found, smaller traces could be seen on the outer surface. He raised his head to see someone else was already at work with the examination of the body. "That must be the detective I was told about." He was unfamiliar with who they were, being that their back was turned to him. He stood there for a second longer, wondering if he should move in without approval. "Do you plan to stand there all day, or have you come to help flush this all out?" The unnamed figure spoke. This caught him by a bit of surprise. "You must be the lead detective I was informed of." "That I am," He confirmed. "Come young dt, we have much to go over." Not wanting to waste anymore time he dropped down to the elevator, looking out for all blood trails that were very apparent. "Watch your step." "No kidding." Heiji said in response. He took his time on his path forward, carefully stepping around or over anything that could be labeled as something of importance. He still wasn't able to make out his face as he neared. It was then that he discovered that the unnamed detective too wore a cap like himself, one which covered his eyes from sight. "So.. do you have a name?" Heiji finally asked after reaching his right side. "Galldon, detective Galldon." He replied looking up at him. "That name, I've heard it somewhere before," Heiji recalled. "That's right, detective Gates mentioned you while we were at the Futures Building." "Did he now?" "Yea, he said you'd be there," Heiji continued. "Can't say I remember seeing you though." "And you shouldn't have, not on a recognizable level anyway," Detective Galldon replied. "Any task given to me I take seriously to the full extent, we were given the task of sniffing out the supposed thief, picking him out of the crowd was only the first part of the task." "What was the second?" "To keep my presence hidden from most, while in a position that gave me a clear view of every single person.. including you," Detective Galldon replied. "There are several ways to play the game, but only one path guarantees absolute success." "I'll keep that in mind." "Take a knee why don't ya, no way we're ever going to ever get anything done with you standing around all day." He let his remark blow past before kneeling down to the right side of him. His first look was to the axe that could still be seen attached to the side of the victims head. "Was the axe to the skull the ultimate cause of death?" "That has yet to be determined," Detective Galldon replied. "Raise the head, tell me what you see." He reached into the top pocket of his jacket upon his request, feeling around to find that it was empty. "What is it?" "It seems I've used the last of my latex gloves," Heiji replied before checking his lower pocket to grab hold of something. "Guess I spoke too soon." He removed the pair of gloves from his pocket, sliding both tightly into place before repositioning himself to the top side of the body. He reached for the handle of the axe first with the use of his right hand, using his left for lifting up the head all in one motion. He was careful in all movement, having a peak underneath which confirmed all beliefs. He lowered the head back to the surface with as much care as he had when lifting it. "What did you see?" "If the blow to the head didn't do him in, then the fall most certainly did," Heiji replied. "I'd say he fell from a minimum of two floors." "I figured that'd be the case." "What about the rest of the body," Heiji asked. "Have you gotten around to checking anything else?" "I checked his hands and wrists, both seem to be in relatively good shape," Detective Galldon replied. "But I did find something on his left shoulder, a bruise." "Perhaps something obtained from the assault?" "A possibility, but we can't be certain," Detective Galldon replied. "Go on and have a look, tell me what you think." He did just that, moving the left sleeve off to the side to sight the bruise mentioned. It wasn't anything too serve, finding there to be multiple possibilities that could have caused it. "And what of his right shoulder?" "All clear," Detective Galldon answered. "There was nothing to find." "I see." Heiji said before pushing the sleeve back into place. It was then that Galldon reached into his back pocket, switching on a mini flash light which provided for a clearer view on things. "Do me a favor and lift up his shirt," Detective Galldon asked. "I'd like to get a look at the full extent of his wounds." "You bet." He repositioned himself once more. Once all was a go he grabbed hold of both sides of the shirt before slowly lifting it up, both bracing themselves for what they were to see in the coming moments. Arriving back to the first floor had taken some time, a little over three minutes by his estimation. He walked past the elevators, heading all the way around the corner which brought him back to the lobby. He looked ahead to the front desk, pleased to see Mr. Hamilton who was writing out something on a sheet laid down upon the desk. "Now's my opportunity." About halfway across the room he came to a stop, noticing someone who sat in the waiting area alone. He took a closer look, not taking long for him to realize who it was. "That's Bernadea, I guess she came down to the lobby after all." Now was the moment of choice, who to confront first. After little thought he came to the decision of visiting the waiting area first. "Not too many opportunities that I'll come across her alone." He tried looking as casual as possible on his approach, taking each step in pace with the last. As he neared he could see something held out on her lap, figuring it was a book. Not wanting to disturb her upon his arrival he took a seat in a soft cushioned chair opposite of the couch where she sat. It was only a matter of seconds before she realized someone had entered the waiting room. "Mind if I join you?" "No, not at all," Bernadea replied. "You're the friend of that detective, Nogort right?" "One of a rare bunch." "What are you still doing here," Bernadea asked. "I had figured you'd have more important things to do." "The way I see it there's nothing more important than finding out who murdered your uncle at this time," Shinichi replied. "That's what you want to know, as do I and everyone else." "Are you some kind of investigator yourself?" "In a sense," Shinichi admitted to a degree. "If you don't mind, could I ask you a question or two?" "Like I told the others who asked before, I don't know anything," Bernadea said. "I don't even know who might have wanted to do something like this." "It's not always the obvious questions that need to be asked." "Did someone put you up to this, was it my father?" "Not at all," Shinichi replied. "I assure you I'm here on my own accordance." "What do you want to know?" "To find out the whereabouts of every employee who worked within the past twenty four hours, or anyone else with close ties to this company," Shinichi replied. "Now tell me, where were you yesterday?" "At home for a large portion of the day," Bernadea replied. "I had a lot of straightening up to do around the house." "At any point during the day did you visit Nano High?" "No, but I did make a call to my father's office." "At about what time would you say that was?" "Some time around noon." "So you never did visit Nano High yesterday, at any time did you leave your home for anything else?" Shinichi asked. "Not until after two," Bernadea replied. "Which is when I met with my fiance, something we had been planning on doing all day." "How long were the two of you together?" "Up until around one this morning." "What a lengthy time you two spent together," Shinichi commented. "What were you two doing over the course of the day?" "A lot," Bernadea answered. "You'll have to be more specific." "Alright then," Shinichi said looking to narrow it down. "What were the two of you doing at around midnight?" "I can remember that clearly, we were on the ferris wheel." "Ferris wheel?" "Yea, the one found at Mount Zomoph." Bernadea clarified. "You were at that theme park at that time of night," Shinichi questioned. "I didn't even know that stuff remained open that late." "Not normally, only because it was a special occasion," Bernadea stated. "We were informed earlier in the day that fireworks were scheduled to be fired off later that night." "Did these fireworks ever come to pass?" Shinichi asked. "They sure did." "About what time was it when that occurred?" "Now that you mention it," Bernadea said with the close of the book still in her lap. "I'm almost certain the show began at exactly around midnight." "Are you sure?" "I'm not one hundred percent certain, but I could call the president of operations who runs Mount Zomoph to find out," Bernadea replied. "Not only could we find out the time the fireworks were held, but the reason behind the whole show." "You mean to tell me you don't know why there was fireworks to begin with?" "That's right, we were only told by another group of people at the park that there would be fireworks," Bernadea replied. "When asked what it was being held for they did not know." "And you have the number of the guy who helped to run things?" "Yes, we were given a red card for spending over fifty dollars in purchases," Bernadea informed. "His number is in fine print on the backside of the card." "Perfect." She reached for her purse within that instance, feeling for something she had completely forgotten about. She pulled out the card she had spoken of along with something he did not expect to see. "What are those, some kind of ear muffs?" "Yes, they are," Bernadea confirmed before stashing them back into the purse. "This should only take a minute to get the information you're wishing to hear, that is if you don't mind waiting around." "You go on ahead and make the call," Shinichi said standing up from the chair. "There's one last visit I need to make, I'll be back shortly to get an update from you." "I'll try my best to get ahold of him." "That's all I can ask, thank you." With that he turned back for the left side of the room. It didn't take long for Anthony Hamilton to notice him heading his way from across the room. "I didn't even see you walk past," Anthony admitted. "How long have you been down here?" "No longer than two minutes," Shinichi replied upon reaching him. "Mind if I clear something up with you?" "Sure, why not." "I had the chance to speak with Carol Flowers, a working associate of yours," Shinichi said. "She too said she heard that noise you described hearing while on the eighteenth floor." "Oh, yes." "She also mentioned crossing path with you while walking by," Shinichi continued. "If she saw you, you must have seen her." "I did." "If so, why didn't you mention that before?" "I didn't think that would be an important detail," Anthony admitted. "Besides I'm sure whatever it is I heard has no real relevance to what happened to Mr. Fournier." "I might have agreed with you when I first gathered your statement, but another body has been found," Shinichi informed. "It was discovered laying on top of one of the elevators." "Another body," Anthony exclaimed. "Who was it, are they ok?!" "Sorry, but no," Shinichi replied with the unfortunate news. "They were already dead." "Do you know who it was?" "Yes, but it's not in my place to give you that information," Shinichi replied before turning back for the other side. "I'll leave that to someone else to let you know." "Where are you going?" "Our talk here is done, I'll come back if there is anything else I need to ask of you." He moved on from there, looking across the room just in time to see Lonard Fournier had re-entered the lobby. It was obvious where he was headed, continuing his path all the way to the waiting area. "Now comes the delivery of bad news," Shinichi thought. "It'd be best if I weren't around for this." With that in mind he made his way back to where the stairs were located. The attempts had increased over the past minutes, only to continue to receive the same results. He lowered the phone down to his side once again. "So..?" "Still no answer," Dick replied. "None of them are picking up for that matter." "Then I'm going to go to them myself," Bruce declared. "We don't have much time, this could be a life threatening chain of events." "Let me go in your place," Dick said. "It would best if you stayed here and set up the equipment for the examination that will be needed, I'll get back here with him as soon as I can." "I can't stress the time enough, but keep it under control," Bruce warned. "I don't want you getting pulled over." "Yea, that'd only add an unwanted delay." "We've spent enough time waiting for a response, go," Bruce instructed. "I'll have everything set up by the time you return." "You bet," Dick said opening the front door. "I'll inform you when I'm on the way back." With that he stepped out with the close of the door. "Let's hope we're not too late." Bruce thought. He had lifted up the shirt as instructed, allowing for the two of them to gaze down to the marks that had been made in fine detail. "Twelve cuts in all," Heiji said. "Five to the chest, with another three located in the abdomen area." "Four wounds in all with both arms factored in rounds it up." Detective Galldon finished. "Will that be enough?" "Yes," Detective Galldon replied. "Go ahead and lower the shirt, I've seen enough." He released the shirt just as planned, holding out his right hand after doing so. "Your light, may I borrow it?" Heiji asked. Without a response needed he handed the flash light over to him. He immediately pointed toward the outer wall, standing back to his feet after doing so. He slowly took the time to search the entire perimeter, checking to see if anything else might have fallen atop the elevator besides the body. The possibilities that ranged in his mind were from mini mobile devices to even jewelry. After coming up empty on his searches he returned the light to Galldon who tucked it away. "I guess we're just about done here." Detective Galldon said returning to his feet as well. "What about the rest of the body," Heiji questioned. "We haven't looked over everything yet." "No worries," Detective Galldon stated. "I already took the liberty of searching everything else before your arrival dt, I can assure you there is nothing else of importance to keep note of." "Dt.. what does that mean?" With that Galldon turned back for the elevator doors, prompting him to do the same. The two were extremely careful on their way out as they had been on their way in. They were greeted soon after by officer Celek who wasted little time in greeting the two. "I see the two of you have finished, I'll let them know to send in the next group," Officer Celek said. "How did it go in there, are we any closer to finding out what happened to Mr. Bennet?" "To an extent, yes," Detective Galldon replied. "But I'm still uncertain why the unsub chose to kill him." "Wait, are you saying you know who did this?" Officer Celek asked. "I'm almost certain, but there's still a few lingering details," Detective Galldon said in response. "I'll need to gather a little more evidence before anything can be set in stone." "If you know who it is, tell us." "You'll know in time officer," Detective Galldon replied. "Now if you would, there is something of importance that I must look into." He moved by him from there, walking past the others who stood around. It didn't take long for him to fade out of sight. "He hasn't even been on the scene for over an hour, no way he knows who the killer is already," Heiji thought to himself. "This only forces my hand, I need to figure this out before he plays his hand into the face of deception set up by the culprit." "Hey, are you alright?" Officer Celek asked after noticing his sudden silence. "I'm fine, just thinking is all," Heiji replied before turning back to the opposite wall. "Where did Fournier go, I had something I needed to ask." "He went down to see his daughter," Officer Celek informed. "Of course to break the damaging news to her." "Any word back yet on the bullet that killed Grahm Fournier?" "As a matter a fact there was," Officer Celek replied. "I just got off of the phone with one of the lab technicians a minute ago." "And?" "The bullet that penetrated the skull is confirmed to be that of an M855," Officer Celek informed. "Consistent with that of a rifle." "Just as I thought," Heiji said. "Wait here, there's something I need to do." "Tell me if you find anything." "Will do." Heiji said before taking off once more. He took his travels down the left hall, heading back to the room where it all had begun. He arrived back soon after, taking a peak inside to see Tim who was in conversation with none other than Carol Flowers. Unaware of what the two were discussing about he made his way toward them, arriving just in time to hear the last of what was said. "There's one final thing I wanted to clear up," Tim said. "Earlier when you first arrived I saw you sending a message on your phone with the use of your left hand." "So, what of it?" Carol questioned. "I'm now confused by that, because when you entered this room I saw you jotting down something on a note pad with your right hand." "Where are you going with this?" "Ms. Flowers, which of your hands are you more dexterous with?" "I see," Carol said. "You're asking if I'm either right or left handed." "That's correct." "I'm fairly good at using both, but have troubles with using my left at times," Carol said. "In the case of that, I guess that would label as me as right handed." "Fair enough." "Will that be all?" "Yes, that will be it." She moved past the two from there, heading over toward the left side of the room where she joined a couple police officers who were in the process of searching Lonard's desk. "What was that all about?" Heiji asked. "I was almost certain she was ambidexterity." Tim said half talking to himself. "I guess we'll leave that one on hold," Heiji said. "Did you find anything while searching this room, something incriminating?" "No such luck," Tim replied. "How did things go on the elevator?" "Pretty graphic stuff to say the least," Heiji replied. "We also now know the type of bullet that fatally struck Grahm Fournier." "Can't wait to hear this." "An M855." "Sniper rifle." "Exactly." "Knowing the brand of weapon used clears up a lot of things," Tim said. "We're going to need to get ahold of the pictures that were first taken at the scene, that's the only way to start mapping out a possible scenario." "Here," Heiji said sliding a hand into his pocket. "I have a copy of the first photo's taken." "Good, that saves time." He waited for him to pull out the three photos, holding out his hand to accept them shortly after. He looked over the three shots, each giving a distinguishing view that separated it from any of the others. "So what do you think?" "Defiantly not a straight shot, the bullet entered from an angle slightly below 0 degrees," Tim replied. "A range from -3 to -8 degrees would seem to be the angle of where the bullet was fired from." "Was thinking the same myself," Heiji said. "Of course that's only an estimation." "And only phase one of our diagnosis," Tim added. "We still need to pin point the distance from where the rifle was fired." "Not going to be easy to project, not only will we be dealing with distance but positioning as well," Heiji said. "There's several structures surrounding this place where the shooter could have taken aim." "You're right," Tim said. "Then there's the process of determining if the shooter was standing, kneeling, or even flat on their chest when firing the weapon used in the murder." "That only increases the possibility of the top half of the glass door being opened at some point in time," Heiji said. "No other way the bullet would have had a clear path in without shattering the glass, not to mention what Bernadea said of the temperature in the room when she first discovered the body." "These photos, will you be needing them back?" "You can go ahead and hang onto them, I've seen them enough," Heiji replied. "Just be careful as to who see's you with them." "Note taken." He stashed the photos away from there, glimpsing over at the doorway just in time to see him re-enter the room. It didn't take long for Heiji to notice him as well, anxious to hear what news he might have in store for them. "Looks like I missed the deadline for our regroup, can't wait to hear what I've missed." Shinichi stated. "Nothing we can't catch you up to speed on," Tim replied. "But first, how did things go in the lobby?" "I was able to get further statements from both Fournier and Hamilton," Shinichi replied. "It's just as Bernadea said before, she claimed to have been with Nathan Bennet until a little after one this morning." "Ok, so we'll go with that," Tim said. "What about midnight, did you ask her where the two were around that time?" "On a ferris wheel," Shinichi replied. "The same ferris wheel we came across while at Mount Zomoph." "Sounds casual enough," Tim said. "Spoke with her myself, doesn't sound like she has anything to hide." "Wait, she did mention something else," Shinichi said. "Fireworks, there were fireworks." "Where at?" Heiji asked. "No clue where they were being ignited from, but apparently anyone who was at the theme park at that time was informed of this," Shinichi continued. "Which was the reason why Mount Zomoph was opened up past midnight." "Regardless of our suspicions surrounding Bennet he does have a clean cut alibi." "Yea, for not being in the building," Tim said. "Doesn't mean he couldn't have been the one to pull the trigger to the weapon that killed Grahm Fournier." "Doubtful, I'm sure Bernadea would have seen if he was carrying a rifle around." Heiji stated. "He's right," Shinichi said. "After all the two were together the whole time." ".. Maybe." "What about the body," Shinichi asked. "What condition was it in?" "Twelve wounds in all," Heiji replied. "I think it's safe to assume all were done by the axe that was found at the scene as well." "The axe, it was embedded into the right side of his skull correct?" Tim asked. "That's right." "How deep would you say it was?" "Enough which would declare strong force was used in the attack if that's what you're getting at." "That answers that." "So you told us about your discussion with Bernadea," Heiji said. "How did things go between you and Mr. Hamilton when you reproached him about last night, particularly the part about not seeing Ms. Flowers while on the eighteenth floor." "I did happen to bring that up to him." "And?" "He claims to have overlooked that detail." "A common response from someone who's got something to hide," Heiji said. "But I'll leave that determination for you to make, what did you think of him?" "I believe he was telling the truth," Shinichi replied. "But as we all know the truth can sometimes be shadowed upon your first or even second look." "Would you two excuse me for a moment, there's something I'd like to have a look at." Tim said before heading for the left side of the room. They watched as he made his way back to where Lonard's desk could be found, joining Ms. Flowers who was in discussion with the two police officers who stood across from her. "My com link was off at the time, so tell me," Shinichi said redirecting his attention. "What was he doing in here when you arrived back from checking the condition of the body?" "He was talking with Ms. Flowers." "Bout what?" "I'm not quite sure, the only thing I caught was his question to her about being right or left handed." "Is that so?" "On a side note I think we'd better pick up on our progressions." "What makes you say that?" Shinichi asked out of curiosity. "Detective Galldon, the man who searched the evidence surrounding Bennet's body along with me," Heiji replied. "He claims to know who the killer is." "Did he share with you the who and why?" "No, and that's what I'm afraid of," Heiji said. "It seems this whole thing has been set up to where the culprit plans to flash all blame to someone else." "Then you're right to worry." "To an extent yes," Heiji said. "But I believe I know who set this all up, and who killed Nathan Bennet." "You sure about that?" "More circumstantial than anything, and of course what I've been able to gain from speaking with all of the employees." "And this belief of yours doesn't include the circumstances circling Grahm Fournier's death." "Correct," Heiji confirmed. "Though I'm uncertain of who the shooter is, I do have a good idea to who had it to where the job was seen through." "So essentially you're saying there is more than one culprit we're dealing with?" "Exactly." "It's a stretch, but one I can't disagree with," Shinichi said. "With what we've uncovered thus far I'd say we're dealing with a conspiracy of inner interests." "You mean something dealing with regards to the company itself?" "You read my mind." The two then looked back to the left side of the room to see he had vanished from where he had gone. "He was just there a moment ago," Heiji said looking toward the doorway. "Where could he have run off to in such a hurry without telling us?" "He's over there." Shinichi pointed. He looked across the room to see him standing just past the crime scene tape, a few feet back from the glass wall. There was something held over his eyes, something he wasn't able to make out from where he stood. "What is that he's got there?" "Binoculars," Shinichi answered. "He probably borrowed them from one of the officers he approached." "You think he's onto something?" "Only one way to find out," Shinichi said in response. "Wait here." He walked toward him, making his way around the crime scene tape that still branched around the blood that was still in the process of drying. He stopped once reaching the left side of him, wondering exactly what it was he was currently looking at. Not wanting to disturb his focus he did his best to make out where his sights were set to. "Doesn't look like he's got his eyes on any of the larger structures to the east side, nor to the wide spread ones on the right," Shinichi thought. "If he's not looking at either of those two areas than what is he's fixated on?" He once again tried signaling out where he might have his sights set, slightly raising his head to have a further look ahead. Then he saw it, the brief spin of it just before coming to a stop. His eyes widened with realization of the truth, one which hadn't been so clear prior to this very moment. "That's it," Shinichi exclaimed from within. "The rifle, Grahm's death, why Bennet may have been killed, it's all starting to make sense." He turned back for the other side of the room, hurrying for the door with much intent weighing on his mind. "Where are you going?" Heiji asked as he watched him pass by. "The surveillance room." "What for," Heiji asked only to have him fall out of sight. "I wonder what that was all about." He turned back to the opposite wall to see Tim finally lower the binoculars from his eyes. After doing so he walked around the crime scene tape on his path back to the center of the room. "What were the two of you looking at over there," Heiji asked. "Did you find something?" "What makes you believe that?" "Don't tell me you didn't see the way Kudo took off just now." Before he had the chance to respond they were interrupted by the sound of several others entering the room, one being none other than officer Celek who immediately approached the two. "There you are, I was hoping we'd find you here." "What's going on," Heiji asked looking toward the doorway to still see others entering. "Are we having some kind of meeting?" "Something like that," Officer Celek replied. "Detective Galldon has asked for us all to return to this room." "On what grounds?" "Like he said before, he claims to knowing who committed the crime," Officer Celek replied. "He plans on revealing the who and why in just a few minutes here, saves us the trouble if you ask me." "What if he's wrong?" "I wouldn't bet against it," Officer Celek said in response. "He's got one hell of a track record, just you wait.. you witness first hand of his brilliance." There was nothing to say in response. He looked to the door to still see others entering, then to Tim who stood as blocked off in his expression as ever. This left him at seemingly packed odds, something that would find its way along the path ever so often. "It's too soon, I need more time," Heiji thought with an urgency laid hidden. "If he's wrong another life will be buried, I won't allow that... it's now or never, my pitch can wait no longer." To Be Continued