Home sweet home
"Home at last!!" He exclaimed to himself.
He had a quick jot around the house. He took the time to admire the décor of the house which was so pleasantly themed in brown and badge as per his wishes. The sofas were all pure brown which matched the carpets which were badge and white with some flower patterns that were so beautifully complimented by the cream colored walls that were decorated with some antique ornaments that had a bronze color. All these features encompassed in an average dived square room just seemed to pleasing to Edwards eyes.
The cherry on the cake was probably the feature that made Edward feel at home the most. The table on the carpet of the living room had on it a chess set with all the pieces set upright in there prefered positions. Edward had from his childhood been a very reserved person. He spoke very little inspire of having much to say. He was in no way shy as he had proven to be an eloquent public speaker when the situation called for it. However his social interaction was poor in the very least. He had admirable qualities but had quite a small circle of friends.
He was a troubled child in mind. He perceived everything in the most negative way he could. It was a problem he struggled with and his parents at many instances would contemplate taking him for counseling but Edward always found means and ways of convincing them otherwise. As time went by and he grew he began to take pleasure in the game of chess. The game clearly gave him a peace of mind that he needed. It was a productive use of his intelligence after all. This love for chess only grew stronger as Edward advanced in age. Till this day he still plays chess with incredible passion.
After he had seen and admired his new home he set out to put his luggage to there proper compartments. His bedroom was just as beautifully designed. The bed placed right under a window with a night table right besides it. The door to the further left and the bathroom door to the immediate right of the bed. A mirror was placed directly opposite to the bed right next to the wardrobe. He packed his clothing into the wardrobe and began to put his sleeping quarters in order.
Once this was done and had familiarized himself with the whole house. He decided to recline on the living room sofa. You would expect a tired man to rest at this point. Maybe watch a bit of TV or listen to some music and slowly fall asleep or something like that. But Edward, as usual, had other plans entirely.
He took his seat, got comfortable and took out the documents he had brought with him from the office and continued studying them. He had amongst the documents some case files. Among the cases in the documents was the murder case of detective Brian Cyrus. The document said that Brian was murdered at a local bakery by Zimo kremic at around ten o clock on Sunday. The document showed that there was no clear investigation, forensic or solid evidence found in connection to the crime and that the only evidence of murder was a security camera footage that was obtained.
The footage however only depicted Zimo as he fled the scene. Zimo's profile was also attached to the document. It stated that Zimo pleaded innocent to the crime of murdering Brian. Of course Edward couldn't believe that just because he said he didn't do it means he didn't do it. Lying isn't that hard after all. But something didn't add up to Edward. He knew that footage alone was not enough to convict a man and far less trial him. He wondered why no further investigation was put in place.
However he decided to reserve that question for the day to follow. He took another document. This one was about an unknown money launderer who has been suspected to have laundered an estimate of 10 million Euros through Brighton in the past three months. The police have been unable to make any progress in apprehending him nor even in finding his identity. The only evidence of the laundering is bank records of mischievous activity in various accounts that were operating with the Brighton bank in the last couple of months.
The money was suspected to have been acquired through drug trading that is said to have originally been carried out in Switzerland. However there still was no evidence of this.
He picked up yet another of his documents. This one was about an abrupt serial killing. A man, identified in video footage was Tom Jeffrey is suspected to have murdered ten people in broad daylight after he opened fire and shot down everyone around him. The footage shows Tom shooting at the people and then leaving the crime scene. The report adds that Tom was latter apprehended at his residence in saint James street and pleaded innocent of the crime. Edward was especially intrigued after reading that Tom prior to his apprehension had a clean record of not as much as a parking ticket.
"Interesting!" He muttered to himself in intrigue. "Hmmmm, looks like I have a lot to do tomorrow." He said to himself again. He then decided to set out for bed. Before he fell asleep he contemplated the case files he had just read and was continuously befuddled at what was happening. He knew that something must have been wrong.
Brighton was known for its tranquility and lack of such crimes. Or at least that's what his father would tell him. It had some shop robberies and bad driving here and there but never before has there been murder after murder to this extent. Flummoxed, he was unable to fall asleep.
He decides to look through the documents once again. This time paying details to the date and time they occurred. "I thought so." Edward says to himself upon realizing that these crimes all occurred on a unanimous date. "Its all connected! But how?" It was something he had to get to the bottom of.
He only barely slept that night. He continued running possibility after possibility through his head until he fell asleep.