A Delicate Case (Jack Lord Book 6)
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“Temper temper,” said Belle. “Would you please take this seat, and answer my questions. James, did you kill Susan, or did you have anything to do with her disappearance?”
“Of course not!” Said James, and stood up from the seat. “What a stupid question,” he added in a harsh voice.
“You can leave through that door James. But, we might have a few more questions for you later. So please stay in the house for the rest of the day,” said Jack, as he pressed a button on his cell phone that gave Bill the cue that the perpetrator was coming out of the room.
As James walked out of the room. There were three police officers waiting for him. He was handcuffed, and one police officer read him his rights.
Looking back at Jack and Belle, he asked, “How did you know I did it?”
“You lied to me in there. You were the only one of all the seventeen people’s that lied,” said Jack looking at the hand cuffed butler.
“Where is my daughter, screamed Ruth. And Allan had to hold her back, so she shouldn't attack James.
“I have a tape-recorded here, if you would like to make a confession. It would make the court go easier on you later,” said Bill pointing at a chair, where one police officer sat James down.
James looked at the police chief, then he said. “It started a few years ago, when Susan was attending college. She needed money for tuition, and books. Therefore, she sold herself for money. I slept with her maybe five or six times, for that service, I paid her the fee she asked for. A few days ago, when she came home as usual just before midnight, I asked her if we could have sex together again. She smiled at me, and said that now when she had finished college, there would be no more sex. I accepted that but when I turned around, she moved at the same time. And I accidentally pushed her so she fell. And she hit her head on a sharp stone by the rose bushes. I wanted to help her up, but she didn't respond. Then I saw that her head had been cracked against a sharp stone. I put a mirror in front of her mouth, and noose, and I checked her heartbeat, there was nothing. I must have spent about ten minutes trying to awaken her, but she was dead. So I put her into the large freezer in the garden shed, she is still there,” said James, as he kept looking down onto the floor.
“We have to check that stone. And our forensic people have to verify the story. But, if it happened the way James has told us here. He will most probably not be charged with more than involuntary manslaughter,” said police chief, Bill, and told his men to bring James down to the station.
“James,” asked Allan. “Is that really the way it happened?”
“Yes sir, it is the truth,” answered James.
“I can verify that he is speaking the truth this time,” said Jack, looking at Allan.
“Well, if that is the case, Ruth and I are as guilty as James is. If we hadn’t been so stubborn, and paid for her tuition as she asked. This situation would never have happened,” said Allan, looking at the police chief Bill.
“It is up to you to tell the court the true happening, and, if this case is declared an accident. James, might be out as a free man without spending a single day in jail,” said Bill, as he and his men was about to go back to the station together with James.
“So Allan,” said Ruth. “It turned out that you and I are as responsible as James for our daughter’s unfortunate accident,” turning to James, she added. “If you would like to stay with us James, you are welcome to do so. This unfortunate accident, that killed our daughter, was nothing but an accident. And it was no fault of you.”
As Jack and Belle left the house, Jack asked. “What do you have written down on your paper? My own guess, as you can see here, was James.”
Belle opened her purse, took out the piece of paper, and gave it to Jack. He read “The Butler.”
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