Shallows Creek: Requiem Of The Guilty

The Nervous Butler

Standing in front of the door of the study the butler greets the inspector and Lockheart.

"So around what time did you find the body?" Lockheart wasting no time with pleasantries.

"Around mid morning sir." The butler is obviously nervous pulling at his collar avoiding eye contact.

"Mid morning?" Lockheart raises an eyebrow at this statement. "That seems quite odd for the head butler to not be by his masters side till mid morning. How is it his death went unnoticed by you for such a long period?" Lockheart now not pulling his punches trying to sweat the butler for answers.

The butler at this point is visibly shaken by Lockhearts questioning. "I do not know sir I was just doing my duties as I normally would and happened upon him." at this point the butler is on the verge of breaking down sweat is now pouring from his every pour. As Lockheart continues to push the butler for information the smell of alcohol is pungent in the air, Are you drunk Lockheart snaps at the now bar smelling butler. "Dear me it smells as if you bathed in ale!" Lockheart holding his nose up at this point in disgust.

"No sir I swear tis not what you think!" This was the final straw with this degenerate Lockheart yells out to Young. "Arrest this fool he's obviously guilty!"

Inspector Young just chuckles. "Arrest him for what having a pint, Get off your high horse and go do your job Doctor." Young dismissing Lockhearts request and shoving him off into the study.

Lockheart was now standing in the study after being shoved through the door by the inspector

as he was about to turn around and give Young a piece of his mind he see's the grizzly scene before him.

In the middle of the room the body of Ronald was laying on his back throat slashed dried blood covering his neck and torso, dried blood now soaked into the wood flooring around the body. Lockheart now in the midst of this scene walked over to Ronald's body and began to inspect it, Staring into the victims eyes he could see that before he died he was in fear of whoever killed him, Ronald's face was twisted in fear his eyes now dull and lifeless, his mouth a gape almost as if he was shouting, the last moments of his life  must have been painful and filled with fear. As Lockheart continues to examine the body he hears light footsteps approach from behind.

The footsteps stop just behind Lockheart and then a cheery voice calls out to him.

Hello sir you must be Doctor Lockheart! Lockheart turns head and standing behind him is a young man dressed in constable uniform his uniform looks to be a little big on him but other then that he seems to be well kept.

"Yes I am Doctor Lockheart." he replies now standing face to face with the young constable. The constable captivating emerald eye's which had almost a shine to them, his hair poked out from underneath his cap it was a sandy blonde color, his face almost feminine with his features. The young constable begins to speak again.

"Oh I am so sorry sir I have yet to introduce myself." he takes a step back from Lockheart.

"My name is William Ohlmes I am very excited to meet you sir." he says with a wide smile on his face.

"You are?" Lockheart raises and eyebrow at this he's usually treated as a menace at crime scenes.

Lockheart shakes off the complement, So you are the only constable to enter this room have you found anything of note, Lockheart now curious to see if this William is as bright as Young said he is.