Collinsport. The events of the previous night have culminated in yet two more attacks two more senseless murders. But, luckily this time Lieutenant Mills was able to apprehend the suspect who was found in the midst of his horrible exsanguination process. Her morning filled with accolades from the Town Council, the Lieutenant strangely finds no jubilation in the successful capture of the Vampire Killer. Instead, she finds herself increasingly dismayed as she is more than certain the killer will soon be found mentally unable to stand trial for the innocent deaths he has left in the wake of his terrible fixation on the occult.
Dr. Artemis stands at the front desk, a folded copy of the Collinsport Star in hand, which he uses to wave like a baton: You dont understand I have been waiting. About this! He drops the newspaper in front of desk sergeant. I insist you tell Lieutenant Mills that I have important information for her.
The desk Sergeant looks up at him from his monitor, Like I said, she’s busy, I told ya.
Sergeant, this is a capital case. The Doctor says with some irritation.
Lieutenant Mills exits from the interrogation room. Across the hall another officer is escorting a young man wearing jeans and a very worn t-shirt with the name of the band Charnel House faded across the front and on the back, as he passes there is a series of tour dates. Lieutenant Mills shakes her head sadly watching the delinquent being lead away. Drugs. The scourge of youth, she thought.
She walks now toward the front of the station and takes note of the man in the dark suit who is continuing to loudly demand to see someone about something. She frowns. It’s that Dr. Artemis from Massachusetts, again. Man has nothing better to do that ignore the police and then expect everyone to just drop everything because — he demands it.
Last night he had no time whatsoever for her — now he just HAS to see her?
Hey, hey, what is all this ruckus about?” The lieutenant says as she approaches giving the doctor a scowl. “OMalley, have you been letting people come in here again and just walk all over you . . . what have I told you about that?
Well, no, Sir, Lieutenant, there is just this doctor here who demands to see you, seems he doesnt like the headline in the Star.”
Dr. Artemis turning exclaims, Lieutenant Mills! I must speak with you concerning the tragedy at the Blue Whale.”
“Tragedy at the Blue Whale? What Tragedy at the Blue Whale?”
“The attack — the murder>”
“There was no attack or murder at the Blue Whale last night doctor, if you get your facts straight — the murder occurred in an abandoned cannery.
“According to the papers, He picks up and holds out the folded copy of the Collinsport Star, You suspect David Silva as the culprit.
Yes. And we more than suspect, doctor. We have proof. We have evidence. We have a body. We have the equipment he used to drain it of blood, and more importantly, we have him.
Look, I know Silva is a bit cracked, but I don’t believe he had anything to do with that girl’s murder.
Please, step into my cubicle. She says and motions him over toward her office,
Thank you, Lieutenant. He says and follows her.
With a slight sigh, she sits down, Well, first of all Dr Artemis, if you had been a bit more cooperative with the police, you might have mentioned all of this when Icame to question you at the Blue Whale regarding him. He was a suspect then.
Lieutenant, as I tried to tell you that night, I saw a woman whom I have learned is named Alison Drew with the victim. The Doctor says taking a seat beside her cubical desk.
She looks at him silently.
I saw them go off together onto Pier #7. And then I saw Miss Drew come back. The other girl did not. He tells her, The only way off that pier is into the water. And, furthermore, I saw Miss Drew illuminated in the light of a car as she returned
Illuminated?
Yes.
By car lights?
Yes.
“And that’s your evidence?”
“Yes!”
“Car Lights?” She says with some irritation, “Maybe we can examine this — observation of yours. Perhaps what you saw doctor, was her escorting a young woman along the pier, a minor I might add, whom she was trying to dissuade from getting into trouble, when a car driven by David Silva arrived. David Silva, who, then, under the pretense of being a police officer, approached them and then offered to give the poor girl a ride home, in his cara car I might add with headlights.
Dr. Artemis sits looking at the article on the front page of the newspaper, I can’t describe the look of smug satisfaction I saw.
Then don’t. The lieutenant says turning to look at her email inbox. Looks of smug satisfaction are not illegal in the State of Maine. They might be in Massachusetts — but they are not in Maine.” He does little to disguise her irritation with him, “You see, doctor, while you had no time for the police and ran off, searching a deserted pier, we were doing our job. You see we actually questioned Alison Drew.
Wait. What? No, no. He looks at her shaking his head, The girl was already gone by then.
She positively identified the man, Silva, and she gave her testimony, which, she will repeat in court at the hearing. The Lieutenant tells him matter-of-factly
Of course she would identify him if what she wanted was to avert suspicion.
Lieutenant Mills turns to look at him, Youre all concerned because you saw a car’s headlights driving away and illuminating the face of a woman who, at the time, thought she was delivering a tipsy minor to the police. So, what did you really see doctor? A woman with the satisfactory look of someone who thought she had done a good deed?
I’d like to speak with her, Lieutenant.
Lieutenant Mills looks at him seriously, Will you be involved in the court proceedings?
If I am asked for my testimony, yes.
Hmm . . . She looks at him, I guess . . . as long as you do not try to influence or dissuade her in any way from testifying, I don’t see why not. Simply go back to the Whale and have a chat with her. She looks at him now detecting a look: What? You obviously have formed some opinion contrary to the evidence. What, that this Alison Drew is the murderer? I better not receive any complaints of you attempting to harm that young woman; she is after all a material witness. If I find out you are trying to influence her testimony that is witness tampering, doctor.
Very well. But will your officers accompany me? She might be dangerous. I have every reason to believe she was involved in the murder.
You might think she is dangerous. Then again, you may think that a misplaced book is dangerous. I cannot spare any officers at this time. Lieutenant Mills tells him, I have a suspect found at the murder scene with the victims blood all over him
Actually, on second thought, I don’t need your officers. He tells her.
We have evidence, we have motive we have a psychiatric report. But you, you doctor, you have car lights.
Dr. Artemis stands up.
Now, if you really wish to go have a little chat with Alison, then I see nothing stopping you.
Lieutenant Mills stands looking at him.
I see we have nothing more to talk about at this time, Lieutenant. The Doctor tells her, Thank you for your time.
We had so little to talk about before. She tells him, Good day to you Doctor Artemis.
The doctor considers shaking hands, but refrains. He turns and leaves.
Lieutenant Mills returns to her cubicle. Takes a sip of coffee and gets back to work.
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