The locked room, part 2
Jul. 16th, 2002 02:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
davywavyA gripping Livejournal serial adventure.
If you haven't read part one, you're advised to read that first...scroll down my LJ for it.
The interview took place in Doctor Blacks’ office. Jenks looked at the window sash (locked shut from the inside) and the fireplace (blocked up, so no chance of an escaped Orang-utan hopping down it) before turning his attention to Jarvis. Doctor Blacks’ body was still at his desk, slumped under a blanket where he would stay until the forensic people arrived. Jenks liked to interview people in difficult situations – it kept them on their toes.
“Tell me how you found your employer.”
“Well, sir. I had arrived with his morning cup of tea. There was a chair wedged beneath the door handle, but it gave away with a push. Upon entering the room, I was nonplussed to find my master dead.”
“Nonplussed?”
“I’m a butler sir, we don’t show emotion.”
“Hmnph. Was there anything that might have been used as a weapon?”
“The master had a small knife for opening his mail. He kept it there, on his desk.” Jarvis shuddered as he gestured towards the body. Jenks looked about, but there was no sign of any knife.
“Fascinating. What was Black a doctor of?”
“Physics, sir. He was fascinated by magnetism.”
“What were you doing before you found the body, Jarvis?”
“I was in the kitchen with Mrs. White, sir, helping remove a mouse and acting as an assistant in her efforts to get down from a stool.”
Jenks nodded to himself. “I’ve heard enough for the moment, Jarvis. I’ll chat to Grey, the mechanic, next.”
“He’s in the garage, sir.”
If you haven't read part one, you're advised to read that first...scroll down my LJ for it.
The interview took place in Doctor Blacks’ office. Jenks looked at the window sash (locked shut from the inside) and the fireplace (blocked up, so no chance of an escaped Orang-utan hopping down it) before turning his attention to Jarvis. Doctor Blacks’ body was still at his desk, slumped under a blanket where he would stay until the forensic people arrived. Jenks liked to interview people in difficult situations – it kept them on their toes.
“Tell me how you found your employer.”
“Well, sir. I had arrived with his morning cup of tea. There was a chair wedged beneath the door handle, but it gave away with a push. Upon entering the room, I was nonplussed to find my master dead.”
“Nonplussed?”
“I’m a butler sir, we don’t show emotion.”
“Hmnph. Was there anything that might have been used as a weapon?”
“The master had a small knife for opening his mail. He kept it there, on his desk.” Jarvis shuddered as he gestured towards the body. Jenks looked about, but there was no sign of any knife.
“Fascinating. What was Black a doctor of?”
“Physics, sir. He was fascinated by magnetism.”
“What were you doing before you found the body, Jarvis?”
“I was in the kitchen with Mrs. White, sir, helping remove a mouse and acting as an assistant in her efforts to get down from a stool.”
Jenks nodded to himself. “I’ve heard enough for the moment, Jarvis. I’ll chat to Grey, the mechanic, next.”
“He’s in the garage, sir.”
