IN THE CABIN : CHAPTER 2

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“How did this happen ? “, asked a trembling Lisa.

“How would we know ? We broke open the door”, Jason said as he fiddled with the knob.

“You broke open ? “, asked Hannah before treading towards the empty water bottle kept near the corner.

“Yes. It was locked from the inside.”

“Locked from the inside ?! But… he-he is not moving!”, Mitchell yelled as a drop sweat fell off from his forehead.

Alicia was speechless, her eyes were welled up with tears, her face turned as pale as grey, and her palm covered her mouth.

“You sure Sir?”, asked a doubtful Shane, looking straight into Jason’s eye.
“What ?”
“Was it really locked from the inside ? Or you-“
“Why the devil would I lie ?! “, he was about to blow a fuse.
“S-Sorry Sir, I just wanted to confirm”, he said putting his chin down.

All of them were a bundle of nerves. None of them spoke for two minutes. They were hesitant to enter the cabin, as every time they looked at Mr.Brown, a dash of ghostly terror passed through them.

“What do we do now?”,Alicia finally spoke.

“We shouldn’t enter, let’s call-“,Hannah paused as all of them looked at Jason. He was glued to his phone, hitting the numbers on the keypad, and pressed it against his right ear.
“What are you d-“,Hannah was getting restless.
“Hello, 911 ? Please come here. Naisia Corp. First Floor. Emergency. A murder perhaps.” Jason put his phone down as Shane firmly placed his elbow on his thigh and sat down leaning on the wall.

“What did you just do ?”, they asked in unison.
“I did what needs to be done”, Jason said.

Within eight minutes, four men arrived. Three of them in uniform, each standing a five-nine, and one, wearing a black suit,long boots, and a pair of rimmed spectacles kept falling from his nose. His moustache was, perhaps, the most significant feature. He kept quiet as one of the cops spoke in a bold tone. “Where’s the-” , ” The spot ? There”, Alicia finished as she pointed towards the cabin.

“Lemme go in first”. David Sebastian finally spoke whilst removing his gloves.
“Y’re a detective ?”, asked Mitchell curiously.
“Aye.”
He nodded.
“He’s not moving Monsieur. We don’t know what exactly had happened. And no one has entered the cabin.” Alicia was in tears as Lisa and Hannah consoled her. Jason and Shane stood clueless, staring at the broken door knob.

David entered the cabin, and his eyes travelled from Mr.Brown’s immobile figure to the book shelf at the right corner. As he went in further, he noticed an empty pen stand, a pile of books lying under the desk, a miniature of a piano,a typewriter, a vintage diary, an small old gramophone, a portrait hanging right near the book shelf and a beautiful night lamp. Brown was seated on his desk chair, perhaps, in the most comfortable way, one of his arms placed on his left thigh . The other, with a dagger.

“None of you entered the cabin ?” He asked rubbing his nose.

“No”. Perfectly in unison.
“Very well then, please come in and look at this.”
He pointed towards Brown’s back.
As they all bent their heads, they saw three knives perfectly inserted.
“What the-” , “Heck “, Alicia finished Lisa’s statement.

The cops remained unfazed. David kept staring at the knives, and said, “no trace of fingerprints. Wiped clean.”

“What do we do now, Sir ?” Inspector James asked rubbing his palms.

“Lock the cabin and no one should be let in till tomorrow morning. All of you can go now. We’ll get to know things tomorrow morning.” He grinned and put on his jacket.

“But Sir-“, James was getting impatient.

“No ifs and buts. By the way, was it locked from the inside?”

“That’s what they say.”

“Very clever.”

~~

“But Sir, I just don’t understand one thing.” James spoke as he and David walked down the stairs.

“Ah. Well, I don’t understand anything.”

“We haven’t questioned them yet, but I think we need to keep an eye on that Jason guy.”

“Well, the case seems to be very, very interesting.”

“But are you sure that no one would enter the cabin until tomorrow?”

“We really don’t know anything as of now. We need to be like a flamingo, wait, and seize the clues.”

~~

The following morning found the six of them seated on the couch at the reception.

David took a closer look at the room again, and James began the investigation.

“Mr.Jason, if you could please…”

“James, I’d like to investigate.”

“But Sir-“

David gestured him to leave the room.

And in front of him, stood six figures, trembling.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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