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Peter Whitehouse
Abruptly, the phone started to ring shaking vigorously on the table top. I knew it was
another case to solve. A policeman with sirens whirring, screaming cutting through
the phone line over the top of Bob Wally’s voice. Sherlock smacked his cup down
thumping all of the hot drink out onto the carpet standing up while saying “get your
coat on Watson we have a case to solve!”
As soon as we entered through the rusty fire exit with huge splinters sticking out
reaching to claim their next victim. The sharp edges made the hairs on my neck
stand proud of where they were lying shivering all the way down my spine. It rattled
in the thunderous, stormy wind. Smashing against the brick work. I assumed he’d
done it himself on a machine but there was blood spurting out of the sliced wound.
Sherlock walked slowly around the pool of water building up because of the
shattered glass that was spread over the warehouse floor with the pool of water
covering the shattered glass. The other obvious clue was a blood coated knife. The
knife must have been aimed at Bradley Amberley so he/she must have something in
common!
The throw was hard and accurate too to have cleanly sliced through a bony finger.
We talked to another engineer and he added “he only heard the accident happen, he
heard a smash and an agonising squeal of pain that echoed around the whole of the
warehouse. Whilst Bradley Amberley was being taken to hospital. We were taking
notes on the fact that he must have been trained in the army or navy with that good
of an aim from that far away I wouldn’t expect an normal citizen to have that good of
a throw...