Just Another Mystery

 

Lieutenant Kershaw was the first detective to

arrive at the crime scene, which had been taped

off and guarded by patrolmen. The crime scene

was an old mansion, or, rather, what was left

of one. The body that had been found was in a

wing of the building that had been more or less

maintained. Half the building was starting to rot

and fall down. It was separated from the rest by

doors or heavy plastic curtains where there were

no doors. Downstairs in a corner of the good side

of the mansion was a study that was in and had

been in use for quite some years. It had an old

brocade sofa, a roll top desk, a stuffed chair and

a leather upholstered chair. There was a coffee

table in front of the sofa, littered with use. There

was a body on the antique Persian rug. The color

of the rug running together with the pool of dried

blood seemed to compliment each other.

 

The top five reasons people who wanted to kill

each other and did so, Krenshaw knew, were:

1.Greed 2. Jealousy 3.Jealousy

4.Jealousy and 5.Jealousy,

So, once he eliminated greed as a motive, he

knew where to look next. There was a gun next

to his right hand and the hole in his head was still

oozing blood slowly. Whether he killed himself or

it was made to look like he did, he knew he could

move on from number one.