|Scenes So Far …. Links|
|Snifty Sleuth Post – Scene 1 – Introduction|
|Snifty Sleuth Post – Scene 2 – and so it begins|
Scene 3 – …. an ‘orrible bloody murder! – 12th April 2021
|... Suddenly, almost as though everyone had been up and out of bed, the room was full of gaping mouthed spectators. |
Monsieur Parrot stood gibbering and crying, “Mon Amis! Mon Amis! C’est Incroyable!”
Miss Marbles was wrapped in bundles of pink woollens, she was staring at the corpse and had a rosy flush to her cheeks. Her arm was around the shoulders of Vanessa Fisher who’s eyes could not have been any wider.
Doctor Whatsup and former Lieutenant MumboJumbo both arrived wearing almost identical blue striped pyjamas and quilted smoking jackets. “Oh, my Word!” Doctor Whatsup exclaimed.
“Nasty, just nasty” Mumbojumbo muttered.
Matron Pushover just arrived at that moment and instantly assessed the situation, judging Monsieur Parrot to be most in need of her matronly skills. As she put her comforting arm around the distraught former famous detective’s shoulders she announced her orders. “Come along everybody, go back to your rooms please and stay there. Nothing must be touched or disturbed, I shall phone the police once I have settled Monsieur Parrot down.”
She shooed everyone out like a mother hen herding her chicks away from danger.
They had barely had time to get a good look at the body, but the eyes of all those amateur and former professional detectives took everything in with great speed.
The body lay face down on the top of the covers and was still fully dressed in its dinner suit. What could be seen of the face was badly disfigured and covered in dark sticky blood. A hole in the back of the head, consistent with being a bullet wound, stood out prominently. The blood was smeared across the white pillow under the head. Beside the bed, the window had been smashed letting in the freezing cold night air, although the storm had blown out some time ago. Across the floor were strewn a number of apparently random objects, a pipe cleaner, a moustache comb, an empty ink cartridge, a small skein of pink wool and a foil band from an old cigar.
After they were all bustled out of the room, Matron locked the door, taking the key from the lock inside and then putting it into the pocket of her floral white nightgown.
She took Ercool Parrot back to his room next door and put a couple of drops of sedative that she always carried with her into a glass of water and made him drink it down.
The bottle was returned to her pocket, it was part of her armoury for dealing with the sometimes restive residents. She’d frequently had to use it whenever one of her charges had become agitated after losing a game of Cluedo. It had been a long time since she’d had to use it in similar circumstances.
Once Ercool Parrot had drifted off to sleep she walked downstairs and telephoned the police, as was her duty. She had to admit to having been quite excited by the whole thing.
“Is that the police? Please come quickly, to the Agatha Christie Home for former Sleuths. It looks like there has been a murder.”
Your role is to to try and identify the killer – is it just one killer, is it just one victim?
Now this is where the fun really begins ….. many of you amateur sleuths have told me for weeks that YOU that you have suspicions and that was even before a murder in some cases!!!
Well now your time to show all is here … you have three options … pending of course upon your confidence because everyone else is watching ….
Who Is The Victim?
Where Were They Found?
Who Is Guilty?
How Did They Do It?
What Was Their Motive?
What Was Their Murder Weapon?
When the time is right – Email me with your findings and title your email Evidence Report FAO Inspector Kruseau … that way, no one sees anything just yet, not even the murderer …